What It Took To Be God

They borrowed birds from the trees

And forced me to sing along with them

You could say they made my heart burn

But we all know some of that was fake

 

It was a direct route

From sleep walking

To sleep shopping

To this

 

I guess I lived a

Pretty dangerous life

I was like a human pigeon who's busy

Avoiding footsteps in hell

 

Well, the devil

Needs a date

Too

So …

 

This is what it took to be God

 

Next they let the angels out at twilight

The dark twins of bats and

Their troubled undersides

Forgotten

 

Now flying low over the rooftops

Drying out their new wings

In the silvery light

Like moths reborn

Out of dust