Iron & Wine

Monday, September 28, 2009


I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins
All of your straight blind eyes wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed 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 I'm a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold
And clean blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth
Big pill stuck going down




*****
I think I'm in love with this song.
I know I'm such a big softie.


2 Diagnosis Made:

Apple Pie said...

hahah, u not the only one who fell in luv wit the song.

Twilight. Gosh. can hardly wait the sequel :)

CaRoL Kc said...

soothing but the lyric a little bit confusing..