I Can See for Miles

It’s two stories up to the roof of this house
Rusting rebar and crows
From here on a day when the haze burns off
You can see all the way to the coast
From here to the coast

In the alley down below the cats are going wild
They know what’s cooking
I can close my eyes and see it all now
Without even looking
Without looking

On a roof nearby there is a farm
A flock of pigeons and some hens
They strut around like they own the town
Like things will never end
It’s gonna end

You can climb the stairs at Frere Hall
Up to the Sadequin gallery
Across the street behind razor wire
The abandoned embassy
Crumbles in its sleep