Hanta Yo Three - Little Wings

The bird branch twig is broken, so move it along

On the trail where the Sun fell down and shattered needle

For the pattern on your fur where lichen so long

To the perch of rotting log, for wood bark beetle

I do admit, it’s getting better all the time

My motor mouth is busy celebrating

The misty mountain high, I like it bounty fine

Ten knuckles wrap around the nest I’m raiding

So one, two, easy

Hanto Yo Three

For the bird-breath cat is me

My coat is made of autumn leaves, all dyin on their branches

When they die, as a phantom lies

I’ve lost my life so many times

So many times, I see that the cat that the cat with bird breath mouth is me

Oh bird brain, you’re perched low enough to feel my breath

So you can see my whiskers while you’re singing

My, what feathers have be got, like all the rest

Below your tree, I’ll wait with what I’m bringing

And the roar you feel as I come cross that rumble-roo

As taste it from the meadow in the distance

I was hungry early on, this much is true

And one moment, your range is our existence

So one, two, easy

Hanta Yo Three

With the cat with the bird-breath mouth is me

Pet me in the wrong way

Scratchin' bloody mouth paw

Give tough granted

One, two, three

We’ll be where the sky meets paper, meets pen meets probably

Cling to the branch, we’ll see I’m the bird-breath cat in the sky, slanted

Through the way unto doth say it

And the third time we display it

As death and destruction, things fall apart sometimes

With the blood that stopped in vain

And the oxygen it claims

It’s dark at the door, and the bell on its wretched chime

So the branch is broken too

And the only thing left to do

Recollect yourself, put a face on, tattered, and true

For the stars are to your eyes

And the universe, your size

And a quick away wide will in face that it all come through

So Hanta Yo Three

We want to see that the bird-breath cat is me

Sing a small song then fly on by

I’m flattened by the freeway

One, two, three

We’ll meet from the brisk and cleave from the eyes never gotten me

Go to the big blank vine, to sing song blind

You’re finally free!