Outside The Aviary - Burning Airlines

Now, clarity lost out to desire

I married the madness in her eyes

A ceremony with a serried edge is the price to fly in a cage of wire

Displaying the scars where my hands were tied

From martyr to sinner in record time

While she took the orange from the autumn sky

So sublime

So we said goodbye

What’s the price to fly in a cage of wire?

Boys spin by like a mobile inside her knowing ambivalent mind

But isn’t this one more alive?

Where am I?

And where’s my right mind?

Outside of the aviary tonight!

Outside of this aviary tonight, would I still fly?