You fell from the sky
Crash landed in a field
Near the river Adur.
Flowers spring from the ground,
Lambs burst from the wombs of their mothers.
In a hole beneath the bridge
You convalesced,
You fashioned masks of twigs and clay.
You cried beneath the dripping trees,
Ghost song lodged in the throat of a mermaid.
With my voice
I am calling you!
You're a young man waking
Covered in blood that is not yours.
You're a woman in a yellow dress
Surrounded by a charm of hummingbirds.
You're a young girl full of forbidden energy
Flickering in the gloom.
You're a drug addict lying on your back
In a Tijuana hotel room.
With my voice
I am calling you!
You're an African doctor harvesting tear ducts.
You believe in God, but you get no special
Dispensation for this belief now.
You're an old man sitting by the fire.
You're the mist rolling off the sea.
You're a distant memory in the mind of your creator,
Don't you see?
With my voice
I am calling you!
Let us sit together until the moment comes.
With my voice
I am calling you!