Up And Over We Go - Jeff Mangum

Up and over, we go through the wave and undertow

I will float until I learn how to swim

Inside my mother in a garbage bin

Until I find myself again, again

Up and over we go with mouths open wide and spitting still

I will spit until I learn how to speak

Up through the doorway as the sideboards creak

With them ever proclaiming me, me

Up and over we go, the weight it sits on down and I don’t know

I will shout until they know what I mean

I mean the marriage of a dead dog sing

And a synthetic flying machine, machine