Letra de I Hid & Seeked The Funnel

The jays dive-bomb the mices, they squeak like the entrance gates
The jays have made a home in my ribcage
Forty-one horse-flies tip-toe across the horse's flank
He has no feathers, but ruffles his shank
The furnace, it combusted, burned away the jays' cage
Underneath, they saw Herod's face
Confusion from the hot air, they took my eggs from me
But my knife is gone, and the jays nest in the sheath
Pull up all the fences, follow all these jays
When I get there, I'll pull apart my ribcage
Make each rib a fence post for the jays to rest their legs
My ribs, then, I will ruffle, and shake free all my eggs
And teach these birds to sing