作曲:Andrew Bird
Of felt a funeral in my brain
And mourners to enthrone
Tread and tread until it seem
Thissenses breaking through
And when we all were seated
The service like a drum
Beating beating till I thought
My mind was going numb
My mind was growing
And then I heard them lift a box
And creak across my soul
With the same boots to let again
Space space began to talk
As all the heavens were a bell
And being but an ear
And I in silence
Some strange waysbacked solitary here
And then a plank and reason broke
And I drop down and down
And hit a world at every plunge
Finish knowing then
And finished knowing and then I heard them lift a box
Think across my soul with the same boots to let again space
Face began to talk
I felt a funeral in my brain
And mourn us to and fro
Treading treading till it seems
The sense was breaking through