Okkervil River - This Song is Not a home lyrics

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Floating up to the top of the sea, sunlight and I'm sorry

Chocolate and condolences from the boy who hit me

Lying in an infirmary bed in the starch and silence

Watching birds as they hit the screen, suddenly in slow motion

Floating up from being born, my throat all hot and bloody

Watching doctors drift through the room, the light is slipping quietly

The sheets are on. The bed is gone. The building isn't floating

My other birth is hiding behind the plastic curtains

Her eyes you'd think you lost something, slipped through your many rooms

Cold got in the middle of the night and cracked the bathroom mirror

This house is not a home, you say, and I've got fourteen fingers

The autumn holds your hand and sits beside you in an armchair

Other's face steams in the cold, the doorknob sob's behind you

So hold yourself, so hold yourself, with practice, in a movie

This world is not your own but when you're gone it's going to miss you

This world is not your own, and all the women, as they kiss you

Are fading fast, and wouldn't last, you exit from this old house

The window's cracking casing, the pictures painted clovers

They tell you all their secrets, in which they're spreading rumours

This world is not your own but when you're gone, it's going to miss you

This world is not your own but when you're gone, it's going to miss you