Andrew Bird - Tin Foiled lyrics
[Andrew Bird - Tin Foiled lyrics]
What is moving will be still
What has gathered will disperse
What has been built up will collapse
All of your dreams they are fulfilled
Late New Years Eve paper hat on your head
It was hard to believe that
You'd ever be dead
And that dream that you're falling
You've had since you're five
Is a bird on your
Shoulder that whispers goodbye goodbye
What is moving will be still
What has gathered will disperse
What has been built up will collapse
All of your dreams they are fulfilled
And Liza Minnelli spent a month in her bed
She was certain that Skylab would
Fall on her head
Evil Knievel shot up from dead grass
And I loved him better each
Time that he crashed, that he crashed
What is moving will be still
What has gathered will disperse
What's been built up will collapse
All of your dreams they are fulfilled
Last night I dreamed that I dug my own grave
So I climbed down inside
There to patiently wait
And down in the ground while
I breathed the cold air
The blackbirds came down there to
Nest in my hair, in my hair
What's moving will be still
What has gathered will disperse
What has been built up will collapse
All of your dreams they are fulfilled
They are fulfilled oh and they are
What has gathered will disperse
What has been built up will collapse
All of your dreams they are fulfilled
Late New Years Eve paper hat on your head
It was hard to believe that
You'd ever be dead
And that dream that you're falling
You've had since you're five
Is a bird on your
Shoulder that whispers goodbye goodbye
What is moving will be still
What has gathered will disperse
What has been built up will collapse
All of your dreams they are fulfilled
And Liza Minnelli spent a month in her bed
She was certain that Skylab would
Fall on her head
Evil Knievel shot up from dead grass
And I loved him better each
Time that he crashed, that he crashed
What is moving will be still
What has gathered will disperse
What's been built up will collapse
All of your dreams they are fulfilled
Last night I dreamed that I dug my own grave
So I climbed down inside
There to patiently wait
And down in the ground while
I breathed the cold air
The blackbirds came down there to
Nest in my hair, in my hair
What's moving will be still
What has gathered will disperse
What has been built up will collapse
All of your dreams they are fulfilled
They are fulfilled oh and they are