Lull — Andrew Bird

Being alone it can be quite romantic Like Jacques Cousteau underneath the Atlantic A fantastic voyage to parts unknown Going to depths were the sun's never shown And I fascinate myself when I'm all alone

So I go a little overboard but hang onto the hull While I'm airbrushing fantasy art on a life that's really kinda dull

Oh, I'm in a lull Oh, I'm in a lull

I'm all for moderation but sometimes it seems Moderation itself can be a kind of extreme So I join the congregation, I join the softball team I went in for my conformation where incense looks like steam

I start conjugating proverbs where there once were nouns This whole damn rhyme scheme's starting to get me down

Oh, I'm in a lull Oh, I'm in a lull Oh, I'm in a lull

Being alone it can be quite romantic Like Jacques Cousteau underneath the Atlantic A fantastic voyage to parts unknown Going to depths were the sun's never shown And I fascinate myself, sure I do, when I'm alone

I'm rambling on rather self-consciously While I'm stirring these condiments into my tea And I think I'm so lame, I bet I'll think this song is about me Don't I, don't I, don't I?

I'm, I'm in a lull Oh, I'm in a lull Oh, I'm in a lull Oh, I'm in a lull