Roses From Blood
Tangerinecat
4:25Cats on the rooftop sleeping But one of these nights To the sound Of crickets croaking We will awake And boiling over In disgust like kettles We will turn the world Upon it's head We are the Holy Cats I am the Holy Cat I am the Almighty Many kettles boil within me Amen Out of my window Factories down below Cat on the rooftop sleeps Rusty panels that leak I see the prison walls I see the market stalls I hear the tram bells ring I smell the open drains What if just once at night Over these roofs took flight Fiery red Phoenix bird Sparks fly across the sky Factories can't be seen Prison cannot be seen Just like they hadn't been Just I know that this could be For it is what I see