Deuteronomy 2:10 - The Mountain Goats

The sun above me and a concrete floor below

Scratch at the chain links, maybe bare my teeth for show

Fed twice a day, I don’t go hungry anymore

Feel in my bones just what the future has in store

I pace in circles

So the camera will see

Look hard at my stripes

There’ll be no more after me

Laze by the shoreline while the sailors disembark

Scratch out a place to sit and rest down in the dark

Smell something burning downwind just a little ways

They set up camp and sing and sweat and work for days

I have no fear of anyone

I’m dumb and wild and free

I am a flightless bird

And there’ll be no more after me

In Costa Rica, in a burrow underground

Climb to the surface, blink my eyes and look around

I’m all alone here as I try my tiny song

Claim my place beneath the sky, but I won’t be here for long

I sang all night

The moon shone on me through the trees

No brothers left

And there’ll be no more after me