Firewall (Companion Version) Bright Eyes

[Verse 1]
I do my best to sleep through the caterwaul
The classicists, the posturing avant-garde
I bought a gray macaw, named him Jules Verne
He'll probably outlive me, he's a bright bird
Keeps me company, I teach him new words

[Verse 2]
I saw a hologram at the theme park
She looked as real as me through the white fog
Then she melted down to her ankles
Turned into a million-watt candle
If I knew where she went, I would follow

[Verse 3]
Walking through the land of tomorrow
Martian trinkets, plastic Apollos
In the sunshinе, try to act normal
My veins are full of flat cherry cola
Slеpt on a bench by the rollercoaster

[Refrain]
Dreamt I was riding on a motorbike
Lion of Judah painted on the side

[Verse 4]
I'm doing fine, I'm back in the Palisades
Life's a wash, a pastoral school play
China shops and cold ivory towers
I and I make toast to the Caesars
Forcing down the dregs of Decembers