Travels+Of+The+Hawk+Pt.+1

Travels Of The Hawk Pt. 1 Run my lungs Swift to the rift Push through the waves, Push every last drip Wing over head Mock my legs That I am burdened By cellophane dregs. And I use my head To find a new source That I might thirst Yet still push forth Though the hawk travels on   With no thought for sustenance I trudge through the ashes My tongue is aching But I must move On for my future For I wont make it there on time If I am dying I stumble on weary Wayfaring for a drink And I am oh so lonely I’ve lost my will to think How I strive for the air With just no fight How easy it is to live When you have flight Look here I’m deadened Lope through the rocks Fall through the sand, Sand in my sock Chorus The plastic it burns me   My head tears a hole, Sandpaper throat Leaks out my soul I am on ground Shaking from fear I am to starve I shall dry here No oasis coming Sit back to rock Wait for my coming Like the travels of the hawk.