Dog Size Bird
by Fear Before the March of Flames· from The Always Open Mouth
Have you seen me lately?
I am a dog sized bird on the tracks
I have an unhealthy handful of options
And a couple of trains on my back
I'm picking at remains of other lives
And watching colors and tragic looking passerby
I am the dog sized bird picking at bones
Losing my nerve, constantly calculating
There's time between trains I know
There's time between trains I know
And a right moment to find a new set of tracks
There's time between trains and I know exactly how long
But I'm testing my conviction
And I may be primed for picking at any time