Breathing this poison, alive but near death   Under the water, and holding my breath   But we were made to drink in the earth   Its river and gutters, its mountains of worth      Fur and feathers, and leather, and scales   They’ll tear you apart if they get the chance   Fur and feathers, and leather, and scales   They’ll rip you apart, I swear that they will      Up in the rafters without any lift   Equal parts laughter, intention, and gift   It was an accident, there was no thought   With no concentration or steadiness there      Falling into the sky   Up from the earth and into the sky   Lift off the ground and hover awhile   Do you think you could fly if you tried