Injured Bird Lyrics

You arrived as I was leaving
You were filled with that popular feeling
I could tell by the walk
I have heard about the walk
Think to yourself, like when you"re in bed
Something clobbered me in the head
Am I ready to leave, you said
I have exhausted this view
I have exhausted this view

I was flattered but ambivalent
I was captive and I was spent
I was wounded the other day
But you
You couldn"t see me:
I"m really me
Of all the stories I"ve heard
The one with the injured bird
Seems to me most true
It seems to me most true
You kept it warm, and safe in a box
A grass and old shattered bent cardboard box
Then you let the cat over the fence
It doesn"t get any better than this
It doesn"t get any better than this

I was wounded the other day
But you
You couldn"t see me:
I'm really me