Lonely, Cold Seed

Sit in the wake and watch me grow

Sit in the wake and watch me grow

Three wings from my back

Three wings of a feather flight

To take off, to take off, to take off

Red, black, and orange beak

Stares back through

My window at me

Perched on a birch tree

Perched on the limb of

A birch tree, a birch tree, a birch tree

Who who are you today

Who who are you today

Who who are you today

Who who are you going to be

Who who can find root here

Who who can find root here

All I can see are branches that spread out

All I can see branches that leave

You lonely

Lonely, cold seed

Lonely, lonely, cold seed