Kingfisher

He can take every whisky bitter word
Make it into something sweet
And we will pin all our hopes on him
Like paper red poppies

Will he fall from the weight of it all?
And try to miss every goal they’re waiting for?
This river won’t be steered
It will always flow the way it wants to go

There’s a drop of treason in his veins
Then a child in his kingfisher eyes again
You tell him no and he’ll jump right in
Was it something we said?
Something we said…

It’s like shepherding water
It will always carve it’s own way
But they’ll always run after
And hope he’ll fall in step one day

Defiance feeds him words
Like a river to a fishing bird
A fire inside
Taking flight
And running every red light
Taking flight
All sweetness and light

There’s a drop of treason in his veins
Then a child in his kingfisher eyes again
You tell him no and he’ll jump right in
Was it something we said?
Something we said…

It’s like shepherding water
It will always carve it’s own way
But they’ll always run after
And hope he’ll fall in step one day

There’s a drop of treason in his veins
Then a child in his kingfisher eyes again
We will pin all our hopes on him
Again and again and again