Birds fall the window ledge above mine they flap their wings at the last second
You see fall from the window ledge above mine Then they flap their wings at the last I can see dead weight just dropping like stones Or small loaves of past my window all the time
But unless I get up walk across the room and peer below I don't see their last second curves a horizontal flight All these birds falling from the ledge like stones
Now due to a in my mind That their falling and their flight of my entire existence
It important for me to get up and see Their last second curves flight It's almost as if my life fall unless I see their ascent
Mr. farm, Mr. Mastodon farm Cuts swatches out of all Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. farm Cuts out of all material
Birds fall from the window above mine Then they flap their at the last second I said birds fall from the window ledge above they flap their wings at the last second
But unless I get up across the room and peer down below I won't see their last curves toward a, a horizontal flight All birds just falling from the ledge like stones
Now due to a in my mind That makes their falling and their Symbolic of my existence
It important for me to get up and see Their last curves toward flight almost like my life will fall My life will fall I see their ascent Oh yeah, oh yeah, all
Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. farm swatches out of all material Mr. farm, Mr. Mastodon farm Cuts swatches out of all material, c'mon
Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. farm Cuts out of all material Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. farm Cuts out of all material
Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. Mastodon swatches out of all material Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. Mastodon swatches out of all material
Mr. Mastodon farm, Mr. farm Cuts out of all material