Order Has Abandoned Us

The scout is in fits

The finches grow fat

While the finch is a cat

The scout is half-blinded

And at points there was an order

Then order did abandon us

The ghosts are in the streets

They're making noises in the tenements

So go straighten up that bow

And un-quiver your arrows

And then you

You let the arrow go

And the string snaps and loosens

And the order has abandoned us, I know

So straighten your back

And straighten your bow

Un-quiver your arrow

And let the arrow go

The judge is in chains

Barking and bleating

Judiciously pained

Dying to heave all his judgments away

And if there was an order

Then the order has abandoned us again

So go and straighten up that bow

And un-quiver your arrows

And then you

You let the arrow go

The string snaps and loosens

The order has abandoned us for sure

And then if we are abandoned

Then order will come, and an order will go

So un-quiver your arrows and just let them go