wind whistle fever on the water and in the falling sky too wild fire on the island spreading it, letting it loose you can't see or touch it but you can know it's at hand when you tremble for no reason as the breeze pricks your skin any of you that have ears, don't you hear a voice in the distance calling you oh so clear the fire burns inside a stone that glows in the dark burning forever and you never see the sparks that are poisoning the rivers and poisoning the air but the wind answers back in a hush and a prayer any of you that have ears... you can't trace that fever as it creeps in unknown through streets and buildings, in places high and low but hidden just inside the noises of the day the word of its coming breathes in a gentle sway any of you that have ears... numbers on the papers say it can't do any harm but something inside you says they could be wrong and all the sing-song speeches ring hollow in the face of the unspoken message the wind carries in its wave any of you that have ears... splitting hairs and riddles at this half-past late hour weighing in the balance as to who's got the power when thieves rob your pockets to light the fire in the hole do you stop what they're doing or just let the fuse go? any of you that have ears... Video posted to YouTube 1/25/09