Some Birds - Jeff Tweedy

Some birds just sit useless, like fists

I wrestle on TV but no one ever lets me win

I lean on the wall like a broom

Confused by the scope of it all

Any fool can tell the truth

And no, I don’t think I should

Add one to the sum

Of all that you fear

I’d love to take you down

And leave you there

In my window, I have a twin

I look out, he looks in

He has a point, I applaud

My goodness, my God

Is it my fault the countrysides

Are so full of suicide?

I break bricks with my heart

Only a fool would call it art

And no, I don’t think that I should

Be one of the sum

Of all that you fear

I’d love to take you down

And leave you there

I’d love to take you down

And leave you there

So why fuss, why not bend

Like a nail, hammered in?

Oh, times are tough

If I recall, oh, it ain’t easy

No, not at all

And no, I don’t think I should

Complete the sum

Of all that you fear

I’d love to take you down

And leave you there

I’d love to take you down

Down and leave you there