He's got everything I want
New apartment, old garage, guitars on the wall
And every night he dreams about a ship that goes to space
And it would take him away
I used to keep some birdseed in my bag
They were orbiting my brain, the ones who wanted to came back
Cause my head is like a highway full of vitriolic souls
All just trying to get home
Should I walk, or will I break?
The exit seems a million miles away
The warden locks me in my cage
When I feel a little reckless
Oh I'm terrified and breathless
And the birds they keep surrounding me
They coalesce and disagree
If one would come and comfort me
I wouldn't break the cycle
Oh I wish I had a flying machine
To coax me through the little things
And everyone would hunt for me
Like I'm one of the birds
The dice man's crying on the train
With nothing but a suitcase and a bottle of champagne
The track betrays the roll and bumps the chances out of place
I guess he's lying to my face
Should I walk, or will I break?
The exit seems a million miles away
The warden locks me in my cage
When I feel a little reckless
Oh I'm terrified and breathless
And the birds they keep surrounding me
They coalesce and disagree
If one would come and comfort me
I wouldn't break the cycle
Oh I wish I had a flying machine
To coax me through the little things
And everyone would hunt for me
Like I'm one of the birds
