[Intro]
E
Spoken:
Birds fall from the window ledge above mine
Then they flap their wings at the last second
E A B E A B
[Verse]
E A B E
You see, birds fall from the window ledge above mine
A B E A B E A B
Then they flap their wings at the last second
E A B
I can see their dead weight
E A
Just dropping like stones
B E A B
Or small loaves of bread
E A B
Past my window all the time
E A B E
But unless I get up
A B
Walk across the room
E A B E
And peer down below
A B E
I
A B E A
Don’t see their last-second curves
B E A
Toward a horizontal flight
B E A B E A B
All these birds just falling from the ledge like stones
E A B
Now due to a construct in my mind
E A B
That makes their falling and their flight
E A B E A
Symbolic of my entire existence
B E A B
It becomes important for me
E A
To get up and see
B E A B E
Their last-second curves toward flight
A B E A
It’s almost as if my life would fall
B E A B
Unless I see their ascent
[Chorus]
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
[Solo]
E A B E A B
E A B E A B
E A B E A B
E A B E A B
[Verse 2]
E A B E
Birds fall from the window ledge above mine
A B E A B E A B
Then they flap their wings at the last second
E A B E
I said, birds fall from the window ledge above mine
E A B E
But unless I get up
A B
Walk across the room
E A B E
And peer down below
A B E
I
A B E A
Won’t see their last-second curves
B E A
Toward a horizontal flight
B E A B E A B
All these birds just falling from the ledge like stones
E A B
Now due to a construct in my mind
E A B
That makes their falling and their flight
E A B E A
Symbolic of my entire existence
B E A B
It becomes important for me
E A
To get up and see
B E A B E
Their last-second curves toward flight
A B E A B
It’s almost as if my life would fall
E
My life would fall
A B E A B
Unless I see their
E A B E A B
Ascent
[Chorus 2]
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
[Intro]
E
Spoken:
Birds fall from the window ledge above mine
Then they flap their wings at the last second
E A B E A B
[Verse]
E A B E
You see, birds fall from the window ledge above mine
A B E A B E A B
Then they flap their wings at the last second
E A B
I can see their dead weight
E A
Just dropping like stones
B E A B
Or small loaves of bread
E A B
Past my window all the time
E A B E
But unless I get up
A B
Walk across the room
E A B E
And peer down below
A B E
I
A B E A
Don’t see their last-second curves
B E A
Toward a horizontal flight
B E A B E A B
All these birds just falling from the ledge like stones
E A B
Now due to a construct in my mind
E A B
That makes their falling and their flight
E A B E A
Symbolic of my entire existence
B E A B
It becomes important for me
E A
To get up and see
B E A B E
Their last-second curves toward flight
A B E A
It’s almost as if my life would fall
B E A B
Unless I see their ascent
[Chorus]
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
[Solo]
E A B E A B
E A B E A B
E A B E A B
E A B E A B
[Verse 2]
E A B E
Birds fall from the window ledge above mine
A B E A B E A B
Then they flap their wings at the last second
E A B E
I said, birds fall from the window ledge above mine
E A B E
But unless I get up
A B
Walk across the room
E A B E
And peer down below
A B E
I
A B E A
Won’t see their last-second curves
B E A
Toward a horizontal flight
B E A B E A B
All these birds just falling from the ledge like stones
E A B
Now due to a construct in my mind
E A B
That makes their falling and their flight
E A B E A
Symbolic of my entire existence
B E A B
It becomes important for me
E A
To get up and see
B E A B E
Their last-second curves toward flight
A B E A B
It’s almost as if my life would fall
E
My life would fall
A B E A B
Unless I see their
E A B E A B
Ascent
[Chorus 2]
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B
Mr. Mastodon Farm
E A B E A B
Cuts swatches out of all material
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