Broken Wing

She whispers with the hiss of hot white electricity Smoke weighs her down The patterns on her skin are saying everything You talk like downed overhead wires I need you to show me your powers You fly like a bird with a broken wing A canary learning how to sing She whispers with the hiss of static under a blanket (in a lightning storm) Never says a lot And her tongue just hangs there Dead but she don't care You talk like downed overhead wires I need you to show me your powers You fly like a bird with a broken wing A canary learning how to sing