Danse Carribe - Andrew Bird

You were a shameless child

Bandied by stiff cross currents

Anything but mild

Yes and no just simply weren’t

Invented yet

Oh yes oh no Then one day you’d had it Exiled your close advisors

Ousted your dog-eared rabbits

You’re through with pacifizers

You’re through with pacifizers now

Here we go mistaking clouds for mountains

Here’s the thing that brings the sparrows to the fountains

Here’s the thing that makes you run for the highlands

Here we go mistaking clouds for mountains

Autonomy