Paper Kite - Damien Jurado

I’ll be right outside

Floating by like a paper kite

I’m caught up in your string

Lucky enough to be in your tree

And you’ll never float too long

The birds watch as I sing

Waiting around for scissor teeth

And I could be of use

One more knot in the prisoner’s noose

And you’ll never float too long

And you’ll never float too long

And you’ll never float too long