Masterswarm - Andrew Bird

Come what may

Lay your eggs where it’s warm

We come here to swarm

Come by sea

Swarm like smoke in the dawn

We were the young

We were the swarm

Radiolarians

Midges and moths

Cut from a cloth

We were the young

We were the swarm

Flailing fetal fleas

Feeding from the arms of the master

Burrow into me

And this is sure to misspell disaster

Oh and the young in the larval stage

Orchestrating plays

In vestments of translucent alabaster

So they took me to the hospital

They put my body through a scan

What they saw there would impress them all

For inside me grows a man

Who speaks with perfect diction

As he orders my eviction

As he acts with more conviction

Than I

Oh, burrow into me

This is sure to misspell disaster

Oh, burrow into me

You’re feeding from the arms of the master

We were the young

We were the swarm

We were the young

Radiolarians

Come what may

Come what may

Come