Mirador

You all can sit in a house of fire
Alive until I'm supposed to leave the clouds
And turn the silver mouth
To warn the ocean where the eagles stand

Flames tiptoe sugar
The world, the fire ends
Beat slipping off my hands
Now that it's time, sing it out again

Ring the bells anew
Tie the clocks too loose
Ring the bells anew
Slide and run, the rhythm survives
The clock's too loose
Draw in curves the parachute

You wrote a novel
I did it true
In spite of the kings
That we trust
Or could I say
All of us
'Cause I wrote a novel
You did it true
And I'm not Apollo
Of a king lost in you