Half Angel Half Eagle - Jane Siberry

Someone’s mother falls to the sidewalk

On the next street someone looks up

In the cathedral a burst of laughter

In another city the pigeons fly up and scatter

Someone puts down in a New York subway

A newspaper picked up in Australia

For each event the inarticulate glory

The equal and opposite will tell the story

Half angel, half eagle

One eye on the world

Half angel, half eagle

One eye on the world

Be ready

Five intelligent minds

Huddled in a fancy restaurant

All that brain power bent on

What shall I?

What shall I?

What shall I?

What shall I?

What shall I?

What shall I?

What shall I?

What shall I?

What shall I?

What shall I?

One lone car cruising the warehouse district

One lone figure shuffling along the wall

Two shadows leaning from the backseat window

Someone’s mother is about to fall

Fucking honky nigger Jew was pjapdago fag

Fucking homeless preacher Dyke cabbie fucking unions cab

Get out go back a storm is coming

A shudder in the color of the warehouse wall

Half angel, half eagle

One eye on the world

Half angel, half eagle

One eye on the world

Be ready

Have a good time but don’t relax

Have a good time but be on guard

You don’t need that much not that much

Get the wings up ready to go

Get the wings up ready to go

What shall I?

What shall I?

What shall I?

What shall I?

Get the wings up ready to go

A shudder in the color of the warehouse wall