Friday, January 02, 2009

Flightless bird

The tune is haunting. was humming it the whole day at work besides the time when I was at the meeting. beautiful song but the lyrics abit too poetic for my appreciation. Nice song still, OST from Twilight.

Are we all flightless birds? Given wings, supposedly empowered with the ability and choice to fly but bounded somehow..some way.

Flightless Bird, American Mouth - by Iron & Wine

I was a quick wet boy
Diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes
Wide on my plastic toys
And when the cops closed the fair
I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map
And called for you everywhere

Have I found you?
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping
Or lost you?
American mouth
Big pill looming

Now I’m a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats
Curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean
Blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you?
Flightless bird, grounded bleeding
Or lost you?
American mouth
Big pill, stuck going down

1 comment:

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