Flightless Bird, American Mouth


I was a quick wet boy
Diving too deep for coins
All of your straight blind 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 bill looming

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

Have I found you?
Flightless bird, brown hair bleeding
Or lost you?
American mouth Big bill,
stuck going down






this song's awesome. but i have yet to figure out the meaning of the lyrics which is a little far too cheem for me to comprehend.apparently gt to do with some american's dreams. but the melody is really gd. the last soundtrack in twilight while bella and edward were dancing. loved it the first time i heard it.