A Paradox of Chains

Look to it and fly dear pigeons, fly The sun is melting gold, and stars Drip their silver down the idle sky The ice caps melt like prison bars O fly pigeons, fly Go loop and swirl your joy on the sky. It almost seemed home, the cage Of our flesh, the vanity we desire And all our wisdom was a little rage Against the spoons and spoons of fire O fly pigeons, fly Go loop and swirl your joy on the sky With broken doors freedom falls apart Value by value in the ransomed mind The prison swells dark in the angry heart O light in the eyes can make us blind Go fly pigeons, fly Go loop and swirl your joy on the sky O birds once caged hunger but to stay Freedom found yearns to break its chains Meaning in adversity falls to sweet decay How stupid are swallows in summer rains Go fly pigeons, fly Go loop and swirl your joy on the sky