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Well I was crossing I's and dotting my T's at a low point,
This was late last week,
It might sound dumb but I thought everything was making sense.

See I was hanging with a flock of bald eagles,
In big sunglasses who died their heads all dark,
We hung with ravens by the garbage cans locked in the park,
I thought if I could keep my head down long enough,
And my mouth shut I could...

I found a ruler and I straightened right up,
It'd been so long and I'd had enough,
It might sound dumb but I thought nothing else was making sense.

See I was hanging with a flock of young doves,
Wearing three-piece suits that were bleached white as the clouds,
We hung uptown and carried olive branches in our mouths.

I thought if I could keep my suit clean long enough,
And my mouth shut I could fly.

Finally I could fly.

But those ravens caught my lie,
When they saw my colour coming through the dye.
And those doves are gone,
They caught me hanging out downtown,
Now I fly all by myself.

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from Self​-​Titled, released June 11, 2009
Written by Matt Lockhart
Performed by Matt Lockhart, Steve Lockhart, Philip Van Der Wel, and Ryan Loerke

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