FLIGHTLESS BIRD - IRON&WINE

i was a quck wet boy
diving to deep for coins
all of your street light eyes
why dont my plastic toys
then when the cops close 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 pill looming

now im a fat house cat
cursing my sore blunt tongue
watching the worm poison the rats
curl troughthe wide fnce cracks
pissing on a magazine , photos
those fishing lures thrown in cold and clean
blood of christ mountain stream

have i found you
flightless bird
jealous, bleeding
or lost you ?
american mouth , big pill
stuck going down