Well you say you've got a passion, that you've got to trust your heart
but I can see the mess there'll be when the whole thing falls apart
and I see you making choices I think that you'll regret
but Coyote thinks he's flying when he just don't know he's falling yet

and he's got plans - he's got dreams
He's got a roll of duct tape and a million crazy schemes
and if I could call up Heaven, if I could pull some strings
I'd like to see you fly on your coyote wings

I don't want to burst your bubble - I don't want to bring you down
'cause you can get rejection cheap in any store in town
I just say this 'cause I love you, don't want to see you lose
You might want to reconsider those rocket shoes

but you got plans - you got dreams
You've got an Acme catalogue and a million crazy schemes
and if I could call up Heaven, if I could pull some strings
I'd like to see you fly on your coyote wings

Well you never see it coming 'til it's right before your eyes
You always hit that same damn wall and each time you're surprised
and every time you're a little wiser as you're spitting out the dust
and it's funny every time until the time you don't get up

but you got plans - you got dreams
Got four ways to beat the market out of Fortune magazine
and if I could call up Heaven, if I could pull some strings
I'd like to see you fly on your coyote wings

Coyote paws twitch in your sleep
Coyote dreams go beep-beep
A purple bird with a smug little smile
leading you on over mile after mile
So much heat - so little food
You're as good as dead if you stop to brood
so don't you be moody or making a tragedy
all that you need is a brand new gadget
Wings - springs - slingshots - rockets
all of the stuff you can buy out of pocket
Shop for the best, it'll bring you success
'cuz anything goes in the pursuit of happiness
you go boom to boom - you go bust to bust
Trust that your destiny will manifest
and keep doing your best - and keep eating dust
It's the law of the desert, starving or striving
'cuz somebody hungrier's always arriving
so catch what you can - snatch what you need
hopped up on hope and gunpowder and speed
and the rockets rise - you can taste the sky
this starving dog was born to fly
and the map spreads out - you own the whole damn place
'til the earth rises up and hits you whap in the face.

I want to be a friend to you but I don't know what to say
I know you didn't ask and you won't listen to me anyway
I won't be there to catch you when physics brings you low
but you won't hear me saying "I told you so"

'Cause when I speak about my passion, when I tell folks what I do
I see them looking at me just the way I look at you

and I got plans - I got dreams
I got a roll of duct tape and a million crazy schemes
and if someone calls up Heaven, if someone pulls some strings
some day I'm gonna fly on my coyote wings

Some day we're gonna fly on our coyote wings

© 2012 Zoe Mulford/ SquashFlower (ASCAP)