Texty: Animal Collective. Flesh Canoe.

Young red bird theyre just natural feelings
i cant keep from changing my brains bending my wants with my rights are my friends still half right and should i keep them seperate from me its unclear then i get a cold can i get a light theres a certain type of easy pace thats what we need to make it..

come in close i trust you your nose dipped in my sweat it dripped on your beautiful sweater kind of nice should i really lie with you i never know when im on my own are there more important things to do then kiss or sleep today we gotta wake up...

then i talk to your breath and we enjoy the air and i creep on your chest to the hut i have where i pluck a few notes on the strands of your hair and im singing to you what to do if id ask you to make funny faces with me in the mirror of the bathroom.

know your next you make me feel alright are you just like me never gonna pick one kind of fruit like a mushed bannana on your tooth and you like the sting of the cherry juice never eat an apple thats just one color

young red bird theyre just natural feelings like walking off to ride my bike or just bump into you i havent seen you in a week or three days though it really bugs me its nice to find new ways to smile i keep thinking that when you feel sad you cant pout cause what this songs about is me singing im just wondering what to do with you myself and me naked in the mirror of the bathroom