Now the towers have fallen

Stray cats with fish heads

Feeding their litters

Feral kids fight

Over rats tailed from gutters

Bookie mouth brokers

Rotten fruit sellers

Pickpockets ghost through the crowd

He climbs onto boxes

By market stall traders

Toothless and grey haired

Thousand yard stare

He had a vision

Which broke the receiver

Receiving transmission

Surface to air

Either way. I’m in awe of you

Either way. We’ll survive. We’ll survive

Conjuring devils,

Angels and demons

Only the children see shape to his tone

Laughing and crying

His song fell upon us

We buried his treasure along with the bones

Arms held aloft

A Y to the sky

Innocent witness

He testified

Drained of his purpose

He falls off the quayside

Absorbed by the ocean

Rolled by the tide

Either way. I’m in awe of you.

Either way. We’ll survive.

Either way. I’m in awe of you.

Either way. We’ll survive.

We’ll survive.

Under the power lines

Which crackle and sparkle

Under the freeway

Now mostly rubble

The hungry still gather

To fill up with stories

Of monsters and heroes and men

Under the stars

Which prick us and call us

Connect us to hope

That perfection’s within is

Here on the ground

We’re reckless and hopeless

Damned by the slip of a pen

Rambling poets

Manic with vision

We are the drivers yet we feel driven

Moths in the moonlight

Fooled by a flashlight

Caught in a jam jar

Gasping for air

Rambling poets

Manic with vision

We are the drivers yet we feel driven

Moths in the moonlight

Fooled by a flashlight

Caught in a jam jar

Gasping for air

Either way. I’m in awe of you.

Either way. We’ll survive.

We’ll survive