Salem Sisters

Salad days aren't balanced
Laughter from below
As the conversations flow
And the bark that I traced
For to reach my final place
Estranges me

Happily (there's no use fearing what you said)
In a tree (it's all just the fuel on fire)
The fire beneath (in time I'll waste you anyway)
Bites at me

Quail thighs
Grilled on both sides
There's a young man holding tongs
As the party sings along

To the song that I wrote
Of a pharaoh on a boat

But between the howls lie whispers
They hum like faint transistors
And conspire to light the cinders
Burn the tree for all to witness
Curtains for a Salem sister

Happily (we heard you on the radio)
Up a tree (you're trapped right above the pyre)
As the fire beneath (just pray the rain will come to pass)
Creeps up to me

Oh, as salad leaves (there's no use fearing what you said)
Bend and breath (it's all just the fuel on fire)
Ain't it plain to see (in time I'll waste you anyway)
Oh yeah, that's what summer is for