The river gone, so why go on? And the sun dissolves like [an August? a mongoose?!] No [offence?] to the hummingbirds No reward from the sun Hornet, wasp, or hover-firefly Even the birds have their lullaby All hummingbirds must die Do you believe in debts? Are you ??? some [ghosts? guests?]? I want to [believe?] It's a certainty of animals I want to go among the [birds?] I will smoke across an ocean, a lagoon of fish For fly with suicide's-eye birds I'm so tired of the [seasons?] and the breeze and the river ??? wasps [pollinating sores? pollen and mutating exhaust?] And their altered states of [merriment?] Want to go under ??? I want you and I need you but I can't find you I'm allergic to disease And Christ on a bike with carpet burns keeps falling to his knees And when I reach the station in the heaven of glass I'll say a little prayer for you Then I'll cut off the heads of the birds that fly All hummingbirds must die All hummingbirds must die There is no wrong, so why go on? There is no wrong, so we go on