That Bastard Bird Lyrics

If I made you nervous

It was never on purpose

I'm purposeless

I'm a cat in the sun room

I chase remnants of the heat

Around the afternoon

I'm tired of the bird call

I'm never gonna catch that bastard bird

They moved around your old room

Now the house smells of cleaning chemicals

The crystal's throwing colours

Tiny spears of colour

And I am colourblind

I'm re-reading your memoir

Like I'm looking for a lit match

In a roaring fire

The torment of the bird call

I'm never gonna forget what you said

"They'll rob you of your claws

And nest like snipes inside your head"

I don't know where the conversation went

Seems no one ever returns the books you lend

I don't know where the conversation went

And the monster in the TV is back again

I'm mimicking the bird call

I'm never gonna sing like that bastard bird

The kitchen is a show room

I hate that it's so cold and clinical

I'm tired of the bird call

I'm never gonna catch that bastard bird

They moved around your old room

Now the house smells of cleaning chemicals