And your vegetables they are good for you
a plate of ash
ascends from the pile
falling seagulls
into the cliffs
smash their faces
smudging their
teeth and lipstick
against the rocks
Sqwark.

You hear us sqwark
You see us glare
You see our grins
That fill the air

You cannot run
You cannot hide
We're all around you
And inside

Circle
Circle
Circle
Round

We steal your throne
We steal your crown

Through the trees
Through the trees
Through the trees
Just like the breeze

Are we the crows
Are we the larks
Are we the light
Are we the dark

You cannot see
You cannot tell
We move too swift
We heaven?
We hell?