Sparkbird
Sparks fly every time I
Identify a species I have hitherto never
Seen in the field, seen in the feather
Sparkbird, destiny drew us together
Every smile line on my face can be retraced
Down to the split second, down to the split place
Is it magical thinking
Or is it magical realism
Or is it neither here nor there?
Every time I check my wrist
It's another brand new freckle
Past another brand new hair
I'm growing up, up, up
Against my will, will
Will you finally resurrect
The time I've killed?
Will you finally resurrect
The time I've killed, killed, killed?
Sparks fly every time I visit this park
I envision the phantom
Of a giddy little cartoon me
Jittering on the electrifying
Cusp of discovery
Before and after the storm
All I wanted was to be seen and to see
Some signs of a world still
Turning, turning, turning
Some signs of a world still
Forming, forming, forming
Rebirth of a dream still
Burning, burning, burning
Is it magical thinking
Or is it magical realism
Or is it neither here nor there?
Every time I check my wrist
It's another brand new freckle
Past another brand new hair
I'm growing up, up, up
Against my will, will
Will you finally resurrect
The time I've killed?
Will you finally resurrect
The time I've killed, killed, killed?
Sparkbird
Sparkbird
Identify a species I have hitherto never
Seen in the field, seen in the feather
Sparkbird, destiny drew us together
Every smile line on my face can be retraced
Down to the split second, down to the split place
Is it magical thinking
Or is it magical realism
Or is it neither here nor there?
Every time I check my wrist
It's another brand new freckle
Past another brand new hair
I'm growing up, up, up
Against my will, will
Will you finally resurrect
The time I've killed?
Will you finally resurrect
The time I've killed, killed, killed?
Sparks fly every time I visit this park
I envision the phantom
Of a giddy little cartoon me
Jittering on the electrifying
Cusp of discovery
Before and after the storm
All I wanted was to be seen and to see
Some signs of a world still
Turning, turning, turning
Some signs of a world still
Forming, forming, forming
Rebirth of a dream still
Burning, burning, burning
Is it magical thinking
Or is it magical realism
Or is it neither here nor there?
Every time I check my wrist
It's another brand new freckle
Past another brand new hair
I'm growing up, up, up
Against my will, will
Will you finally resurrect
The time I've killed?
Will you finally resurrect
The time I've killed, killed, killed?
Sparkbird
Sparkbird
Credits
Writer(s): Stephan Nance
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