Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Red legged chicken stands ready to strike

Working late with Spotify playing Cat Stevens' Into White in the background. I have this CD and must have heard it approaching a hundred times or more. In the middle of work, suddenly the line leaps out:
Red legged chicken stands ready to strike
Red legged chicken stands ready to strike? I can't say that I have ever registered that before. What on earth does it mean? The lyrics for the whole song:
I built my house from barley rice
Green pepper walls and water ice
Tables of paper wood, windows of light
And everything emptying into white.

A simple garden, with acres of sky
A Brown-haired dogmouse
If one dropped by
Yellow Delanie would sleep well at night
With everything emptying into white.

A sad Blue eyed drummer rehearses outside
A Black spider dancing on top of his eye
Red legged chicken stands ready to strike
And everything emptying into white.

I built my house from barley rice
Green pepper walls and water ice
And everything emptying into white
Well, that doesn't help. Its late. I don't understand. Perhaps there is a metaphor or allegory I am missing. Perhaps I will investigate when I am less pressed. Perhaps it is just one of those beautiful mysteries. It is, in a way, wonderful how how much we don't understand.

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