iron & wine

the pagan, the angel and i borrow a car
overtake the white toothed man
listen to the buzzard’s lovesong
as we flee the carousel racing instead
toward our forgotten house by the sea
no one’s bones are ever innocent

the shepherd’s dog sings songs to the wolves
fearing resurrection or the urn
every boy with coins, bets his soul
knows the devil never sleeps
never finds peace beneath the city
hope is a flightless bird, choking in our american mouths