The Russian Futurists
The Russian Futurists - The Plight Of The Flightless Bird lyrics
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Hey did you ever know that songs are just some thick little wordsAnd that the Aeroport is just a nest of big metal birds And they swoop in and out and steal us from each others' lives and Tear us apart like conjoined twins under a surgeon's knives An inch is a mile is a day And where you are is too far away Hey did you ever know that years are just slippery numbers And that I still get chills when I hear Paul sing Golden Slumbers Cause it reminds me of our house and how it used to snow there And lets me know that I can still skip town and end up nowhere An inch is a mile is a day And where you are is too far away And a drop is a puddle is a sea And that's further than I want to be And now I read you letters and they said someday We'll meet again on some empty runway And watch the planes they circle like Peregrine Falcons do and carry us there again An inch is a mile is a day And where you are is too far away And a drop is a puddle is a sea And that's further than I want to be I sent a letter and it said someday We'll meet again on some crowded runway And watch the planes they circle like birds of prey And as you left I thought that I heard you say An inch is a mile is a day And where you live is too far away