Flying Kites from Aluminum Overcast by Early Gray
Tracklist
7. | Flying Kites | 11:01 |
Lyrics
Focusing hard on improving our hearing
We pressed our ears up to the train station door
The sound of the businessmen traveling fiercely
Ignoring the staircase inhabitant poor
Who evaded our senses
For lack of a movement or pulse in the world
The park will be littered with all of the signals
The kite-flying types, and the scars of unrest
But still we scamper around in the bushes
Taking advantage of all of the best hiding places
And fiercely we search all the sandlot for tracks of our friends
Finding depressions in all of the footsteps
We add our weight to the dent in the sandlot
Making no difference at all
Wake me to the cross bred, ham-fisted, well meaning , polluted things
That make up our cupboarded life
A life I fiercely left at three this morning
But I had to come back for my coat
But I had to come back for my coat
But I had to come back for my…
I let out a sigh as I cupboard the dishes
Complaining inside, but not somehow out loud
The glinting of fins of all the other fishes
In the sea, and my head, are all swimming around
Hold the line
Is that the phrase you had in mind?
Or was it some other cliche
About how different today has been from every former day
But can’t you see, you went and gave it all away?
When I wake up in the morning
I don’t abandon all the things I learned the day before
Standing with the congregation
As I am able to feel the sand that’s holding up the floor
Hate me with the same old passion or one you stumbled on today
Rate me with a brand new system and rig it ‘til it runs away
But make sure if you get him, you don’t let him leave before the break of day
Hate me with the same old passion or one you stumbled on today
Rate me with a brand new system and rig it ‘til it runs away
But make sure if you get him, you don’t let him leave before the break of day
Focusing hard on improving our hearing
The brunt of our speaking had gone off the rails
The traveling business-types still in the cabins
The kite-flying people alone on the trails
That surrounded the train station far and across
They were stuck in the way.