The Yellow Bells - It's Personal Lyrics

Balloons untied themselves from my wrists
But I never felt unlucky.
I still hold a grudge
Against a grade school teacher
Who rolled her eyes and said
No way
An ostrich of paper mache
Would use too many supplies
The day I saw a dead elephant
Lifted out of its cage by a crane
I sat down
It was summer
Sparrows fluttered the bench
And I embraced this gift of living
This air so amply filled with ache
Between my ears are excuses
And superstitions
I'll give up a job if my name is wrong
On the badge
I don't trust
Slogans small cars cloudy tap water
Pine scented candles
Make me weak
Men and women
Beg in front of the Chase
Manhattan Plaza
And I'm guilty of knowing
The basement vault
Is the size of a football field
The day I saw a dead elephant
Lifted out of its cage by a crane
I sat down
It was summer
Sparrows fluttered the bench
And I embraced this gift of living
This air so amply filled with ache
This air so amply filled with ache
Adrenaline be damned
I don't want
To be sober on a small plane
If I kneel on Sunday there
Are dusty reasons
If it's unaccompanied
Let it be a cello
The day I saw a dead elephant
Lifted out of its cage by a crane
I sat down
It was summer
Sparrows fluttered the bench
And I embraced this gift of living
This air so amply filled with ache
Once I liked being as busy as a key
Now I long for a year with a sundial and no sun
In the tropics I would rot
In this short life
We should love our words
Tremellaceous expiscation bombazine
But graduations and weddings seem such formidable punctuation
The funeral I can buy
The day I saw a dead elephant
Lifted out of its cage by a crane
I sat down
It was summer
Sparrows fluttered the bench
And I embraced this gift of living
This air so amply filled with ache
I embraced this gift of living
This air so amply filled with ache
So amply filled with ache
So amply filled with ache