Testo Still Life

Jackdaw watches sunset From the telegraph pole At five to three in yellow light As black as shiny coal Still life The world is stopped and waiting The clock has frozen still Except for half a million eyes That wander to the thrill Of still life Fading primrose turns to pink Shadows play dark hand To mark a place he floated When he knew he couldn't land Still life There's preserved forever Still life six below The most perfect impression Of a wingbeat in the snow Still life