Passenger Pigeons

Ever since you moved out
Ive been living in the park
Id rather talk to the wind
Than an empty apartment
And I wish I could forget
How a billion birds flew in
My hollow, dying heart
The first time I touched your arm
Once there were a billion passenger pigeons
So many flew by they darkened the sky
But they were clubbed and shot, netted, gassed and burned
Until there was nothing left but vines of empty nests
I cant believe how easily
A billion birds can disappear
The park is empty now
Its so cold out
And all the paddle boats
Are covered up with snow
Once again its dark
The electric lights snap on
But Im still sitting here
Drinking frozen beer
And throwing potato chips
Into the white snowdrifts
Just in case a bird decides
To fly through hinter night
I cant believe how easily
A billion birds can disappear
Oh, I cant believe how easily
A billion birds can disappear