Carrier Pigeon - Surfer Blood

Looking back, back at his mother

But she had vanished

Yeah, she was gone

Cast off amongst the shoppers

Right where she vanished

In aisles remote

In a universe with room to grow:

Try and find my way in the dark

But we can’t even see who we are

Drifting far from the harbor

Without a paddle

Without a prayer

Crying in outdoor furniture

Almost colliding

With shopping carts

When you’re ready, when you’re ready

When you’re ready, when you’re ready

In a bloated universe we’re lost

Try and find my way in the dark

Try and find the keys to my car

And the world is tipping over

The salt of the earth is blowing in the solar wind

Reunited once again

I love you son and I love you mother more

My plates are expired

I’m writing rubber checks in grocery stores

I drove all night and my eyes are tired

I bit my nails to the quick before I reached your door

When I was seventeen I had a beatific vision

That I flew away on the wings of a carrier pigeon

Out of stagnant humidity

Out of growing complacency

From a brackish pond to a raging sea

From a certainty to no guarantee

I know you swam upstream for most of your life

Dodging the grizzlies.

My sister and I

Thank you for all the sacrifices you made for us

But it’s a different world than the one you knew

And kids gotta do what they gotta do

And maybe there were things that were shitty about the old world too

Yeah, the old world (Yeah, the old world)

Yeah, the old world too (Yeah, the old world too)

Yeah, the old world too (Yeah, the old world too)

And, the old world too (Yeah, the old world too)

Yeah, the old world too (Yeah, the old world too)

And, the old world too (Yeah, the old world too)

Yeah, the old world (Yeah, the old world)

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