The Naming of Things - Andrew Bird

You remind me of you

The way you shot right through and how

You broke my window glass,

Fast, it happened so fast

I have to confess that I

That I was impressed that I

That I was impressed that I

Despite all the mess and the broken glass

I was impressed

Here’s where I disappeared

Where I fell off the pier

And to be rescued I did wait

I watched waterbugs skate

As they draw figure eights as they draw

From the bottom of the lake as they draw

I watched waterbugs skate as they draw

From the bottom of the lake I watched waterbugs skate

Memories, like mohair sweaters,

Stretched and pilled faux distressed letters

Moose’s horns and figure eights

White plastic bags in search of mates

What suffocates the land

In the memory of a garbage can

Memory of a garbage can

But you, you can’t be found when the bell rings

You weren’t there that day for the naming of things

The naming of things

The naming of things

Where the homeroom bell rings

The homeroom bell

Hey, just look at the mess you made today

Didn’t really think it would get this bad

Hey, feel like you’re living in a Russian play

Where it seems like you made everybody mad

You remind me of you

When you shot through

And broke my window glass

It happened so fast

I have to confess

I was impressed, I was impressed

despite all the mess and the broken glass

I was impressed