Armchairs Andrew Bird

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[Verse 1]
I dreamed you were a cosmonaut
Of the space between our chairs
And I was a cartographer
Of the tangles in your hair

[Verse 2]
I sang the song that silence brings
It's the one that everybody knows, oh everybody knows
The song that's silencing
And this, this is how it goes

[Verse 3]
These looms that weave apocrypha
They're hanging from a strand
These dark and empty rooms were full
Of incandescent hands

[Bridge]
Awkward pause, the fatal flaw
Time, it's a crooked bow
Time is a crooked bow
Time you need to learn to love
The ebb just like the flow

[Verse 4]
Grab hold of your bootstraps and pull like hell
Until gravity feels sorry for you and lets you go
As if you lack the proper chemicals to know, oh
The way it felt the last time you let yourself fall this low