Spirograph - Andrew Bird

Echoes down water wells

Picked up in sacred spirograph

Weekend and winter’s unendable bendable baby

They buried him next to his first wife

His widow watched from under a visor

Daughter tried to keep her out of the sun that was blazing

Oh, oh

Then the sun went down

And she went to sleep

She lays her burden down

She don’t need to sleep

When they were done they went back home

To a house he built with opposable thumbs

When they were so much younger

Oh, oh

Five years later she died in her house

All the breath that blows all the dust around

It just keeps on sifting

Oh, oh

Then the sun went down

And she went to sleep

She lays her burden down

She don’t need to sleep, oh no

Echoes down water wells

Picked up in sacred spirograph

Weekend and winter’s unendable bendable baby