Pigeon Folk Lyrics

I remember days back home

By when the beating heat had gone

Where we lay calmly under pillow forts

And watched reruns or hit on the controls

The hours lasted years, some centuries ago

When we rushed the days like accidents

Around you I was at my best

I never had the precedents

No seconds lost to hesitating doubt

And now each step gets closer to hysteria

So what if I still hold on to us?

So what if I'm still holding a grudge?

So what if I'm still of your religion?

There's not many signs of grace up in my stars

Now all these pigeon folk that hang around

They make it hard to figure out

The bricks that mark the passageway

The godly from the pleasant enemy

I still can't jump down from their wings

So maybe yes you're right, in all these amulets

I only want to find

A string connecting everything behind me

In a picture

In a song

And in alarm

So I remember days back home

Before this beating heart went cold

Where we sat lonely in your doorstep

And we couldn't say exactly what was wrong

We were only flesh and blood