Andrew Bird

 Lull

music video for "Lull" by Andrew Bird / Animated and Directed by Lisa Barcy

 

 Lull

Being alone
It can be quite romantic
Like Jacques Cousteau
Underneath the atlantic
A fantastic voyage 
To parts unknown 
Going to depths were the suns never shown
And I fasinate myself
When I'm alone

So I go a little overboard
But hang onto the hull
While I'm airbrushing fantasy art on my life
That's really kinda dull
Oh, I'm in a lull

I'm all for moderation
But somtimes it seems
Moderation itself can be kind of extreme
So I join the congregation
Join the softball team
I went in for my conformation
Where incense looks like steam
I start conjugating proverbs
Where there once were nouns
This whole damn rhyme scheme's
Starting to get me down...

Oh, I'm in a lull
I'm in a lull

(repeat first verse)

I'm rambling on rather self consciously
While I'm stirring these condements into my tea
And I'm so lame
I bet I think this song is about me
Don't I, don't I, don't I,

I'm in a lull

 

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Andrew Bird

 

 

Tenuousness

 

Tenuousness

 

Tenuous at best was all he had to say

When pressed about the rest of it, the world that is

From proto-Sanskrit Minoans to Porto-centric Lisboans

Greek Cypriots and and harbor sorts who hang around in ports a lot

 

Here's where things start getting weird

While chinless men will scratch their beards

And to their minds a sharpened axe

Is brushed upon the Uralic syntaxes

 

Love of hate acts as an axis

Love of hate acts as an axis

First it wanes and then it waxes

So procreate and pay your taxes

 

Tenuousness, less seven comes to three

Them, you, us plus eleven

Thank the heavens for their elasticity

And as for those who live and die for astronomy

 

When coprophagia was writ

Know when to stand or when to sit

Can't stand to stand, can't stand to sit

And who would want to know this?

Click, click, click

 

Who wants to look upon this?

Who wants to look upon this pray tell?

Who wants to look upon this?

Who wants to look upon this pray tell, pray tell?

 

Tenuousness, less seven comes to three

Them, you, us plus eleven comes just shy of infinity

And as for those who live and die from numerology