My cage has bars of fire, my heart is a purple
This cage with bars of fire, heart flies as a bruised
Allah, I ain’t got no home. Ain’t
got no nest to be speakin’ of.
I flew to the mountains, god, I soared to the Salish
This lavender heart flies the mountains, god, this
solo dove soars the sea.
I may drown in the angry water. I
may die in an old growth tree.
I made this bed, lover, and this is where I will stay.
This is my bed, my love, and this is where I must
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