[00:00.000] 作曲 : Tamara Lindeman
[00:00.455] I was woken up in the early morning
[00:04.810] After my flight, by a sound I could not grasp
[00:10.578] I did not recognize
[00:15.338] Running like water, two toned, and tangled
[00:20.353] Like a wire flowing many sounds all at once
[00:29.106]
[00:29.563] "It was a magpie" you told me
[00:33.378] As you handed me a coffee
[00:37.261] "The black and white bird you see in city parks"
[00:44.467] And you pointed out the window
[00:48.406] Looking straight in at me
[00:51.825] A black and white bird sitting on the fence
[00:56.684]
[00:59.235] I thought about the man who called it a magpie
[01:03.537] Confronted by the great expanse of his ignorance
[01:07.921] He wanted to name it, to detain it
[01:14.240] Forever in that small phrase
[01:19.733] It seemed like a shame to give it a name
[01:25.727]
[01:27.910] But then again, I don't understand anything the way I'm supposed to
[01:34.834] I drag every river for meaning, scrape my hand on every ceiling
[01:42.447] I never know what to say or not say
[01:46.180] What to honour or betray in any given day
[01:50.791]
[01:56.085] But I never got used to the sound of the magpie
[02:00.804] It set my skin on edge, it called like a child
[02:05.203] Like a dog, like the wind caught in a fence
[02:11.028] When we talked it interrupted
[02:15.315] And I would never know what it meant

作曲 : Tamara Lindeman
I was woken up in the early morning
After my flight, by a sound I could not grasp
I did not recognize
Running like water, two toned, and tangled
Like a wire flowing many sounds all at once
"It was a magpie" you told me
As you handed me a coffee
"The black and white bird you see in city parks"
And you pointed out the window
Looking straight in at me
A black and white bird sitting on the fence
I thought about the man who called it a magpie
Confronted by the great expanse of his ignorance
He wanted to name it, to detain it
Forever in that small phrase
It seemed like a shame to give it a name
But then again, I don't understand anything the way I'm supposed to
I drag every river for meaning, scrape my hand on every ceiling
I never know what to say or not say
What to honour or betray in any given day
But I never got used to the sound of the magpie
It set my skin on edge, it called like a child
Like a dog, like the wind caught in a fence
When we talked it interrupted
And I would never know what it meant