Cake - Mr. Mastodon Farm Lyrics
Birds fall from the window ledge above mine.Then they flap their wings at the last second.You see birds fall from the window ledge above mine.Then they flap their wings at the last second.I can see their dead weightJust dropping like stonesFor small loaves of breadPast my window all the time.But unless I get up,Walk across the roomAnd peer down below,I don't see their last second curvesToward a horizontal flight.All these birds just falling from the ledge like stones.Now due to a construct in my mindThat makes their falling and their flightSymbolic of my entire existence,It becomes important for meTo get up and seeTheir last second curves toward flight.It's almost as if my life will fallUnless I see their ascent.Mr. Mastodon Farm,Mr. Mastodon Farm,Cuts swatches out of all material.Mr. Mastodon Farm,Mr. Mastodon Farm,Cuts swatches out of all material.Birds fall from the window ledge above mine.Then they flap their wings at the last second.I said birds fall from the window ledge above mine.Then they flap their wings at the last second.But unless I get up,Walk across the roomAnd peer down below,I won't see their last second curvesToward a, a horizontal flight.All these birds just falling from the ledge like stones.Now due to a construct in my mindThat makes their falling and their flightSymbolic of my entire existence,It becomes important for meTo get up and seeTheir last second curves toward flight.It's almost like my life will fall,My life will fall,Unless I see their ascent.Mr. Mastodon Farm,Mr. Mastodon Farm,Cuts swatches out of all material.Mr. Mastodon Farm,Mr. Mastodon farm,Cuts swatches out of all material.Mr. Mastodon Farm,Mr. Mastodon farm,Cuts swatches out of all material.
