paroles de chanson Birds of Flims - Sun Kil Moon
Damn
if
I
didn't
just
go
walking
and
find
some
horses
A
man-made
lake
and
some
trees
Came
back
to
my
room
all
covered
in
sweat
Here
at
the
Swiss
Waldhaus
Hotel
Filled
out
an
application
for
a
work
visa
For
Japan
and
Australia
It's
been
a
few
weeks
since
I've
left
home
And
I
feel
out
of
place
And
out
of
my
element
I
work
from
7 at
night
Until
5 AM
when
the
AD
says
"Wrap"
And
a
runner
named
Fabio
flashlights
me
back
to
my
hotel
before
the
sun
comes
up
Then
I
get
in
my
bed
and
talk
with
my
girl
on
the
phone
to
the
birds
chirping
How
the
hell
did
I
end
up
playing
myself
in
an
Italian
film
Set
in
a
ski
town
in
Switzerland?
Damn
if
I
didn't
just
go
walk
in
the
yard,
so
alone
on
[
The
sound
of
the
birds
The
birds
of
Flims
Yeah
I've
asked
around
But
nobody
knows
the
names
of
'em
Of
the
birds
The
birds
of
Flims
Yeah
I've
asked
around
But
nobody
knows
the
names
of
'em
Damn
if
I
didn't
just
go
walking
down
the
road
When
a
girl
named
Veronica
stopped
me
She
said
she
was
from
Milan
and
that
she
recognized
me
from
the
film
And
that
today
was
her
birthday
We
talked
a
little
bit
But
there
was
a
barrier
And
she
went
one
way
and
I
went
the
other
And
I
walked
along
the
dandelions
and
down
to
market
Where
I
bought
her
some
flowers
On
the
way
back
to
my
hotel
I
left
them
in
the
lobby
of
hers,
with
a
note
"Veronica,
happy
birthday
- Mark"
And
when
I
saw
her
again
on
the
set
She
said
"Grazie",
and
I
could
tell
the
gesture
Had
touched
her
heart
Damn
if
I
didn't
go
to
dinner
last
night
with
Paul
But
his
throat
was
sore
And
I
could
see
that
he
was
feeling
ill
He
spends
more
time
on
the
set
than
I
do
And
it's
cold
out
there
And
the
last
two
days,
he
was
playing
Hitler
I
could
see
he
was
grappling
with
that
And
I
felt
bad,
and
I
gave
him
some
words
of
support
And
we
talked
about
John
Hughes
movies,
home
ownership
And
the
cost
of
living
in
San
Francisco
and
New
York
And
damn
if
I
didn't
go
out
later
with
a
set
dresser
or
something
like
that
Name
said
"Brianna"
We
talked
for
four
hours
at
a
bar
down
the
street
And
the
music
was
terrible
But
yeah,
I
liked
her,
kinda
She's
been
with
someone
for
four
or
five
years
And
I
kinda
figured
that
anyhow,
and
told
her
"Well,
so
have
I"
And
that
made
life
easier
for
both
of
us
And
I
walked
her
drunk
ass
back
to
her
room
And
like
a
gentleman,
I
didn't
try
And
I
went
to
my
room
I
looked
down
at
the
waterfront
From
my
balcony
I
felt
The
surrealness
of
my
surroundings
I
got
in
my
bed
Looked
up
at
the
baby
blue
ceilings
above
And
thought
of
my
home
And
my
girl
And
I
ached
for
her
love
Damn
when
it
all
ended
If
I
didn't
have
them
fly
me
out
To
New
Orleans
Where
I
saw
kitty
cats
sleeping
on
porches
And
drank
real
iced
tea
for
the
first
time
in
six
to
eight
weeks
It
was
nice
not
having
to
walk
down
that
awkward
path
again
And
not
to
have
to
yell
[
Damn
if
I
didn't
go
walking
the
next
afternoon
Down
Oretha
Castle
I
ate
a
catfish
lunch
at
Cafe
Reconcile
With
a
side
of
macaroni
and
cheese
And
cornbread
and
collard
greens
Saw
it
advertised
on
channel
99
The
public
access
channel
And
I
walked
across
the
street
to
a
gym
And
I
watched
two
fighters
spar
And
I
talked
to
them
during
their
break
While
they
sipped
on
their
Snapple
And
I
thought,
what
is
life
if
not
a
fight?
Or
a
test
of
will
and
grace
Some
would
match
it
by
throwing
bombs
like
Mike
Tyson
But
some,
like
Pernell,
are
slippery
[
Some
are
fearless
like
Gatti
But
like
Henry
Akinwande
Some
of
them
buckle
and
stall
When
the
going
gets
tough,
with
much
due
respect
Some
of
them
break
down
and
cry
Like
Oliver
"The
Atomic
Bomb"
McCall
Life's
a
chess
game
for
all
of
us
Hit,
don't
be
hit,
jab
and
hook
and
feint
and
bob
and
weave
When
the
fighters
got
back
in
the
ring
I
thought
of
my
own
fight
in
life
And
it
was
time
to
be
leaving
And
damn
if
I
didn't
go
to
the
airport
And
fly
up
to
Cleveland,
Ohio
I
had
dinner
at
Sylvester's
in
North
Canton
with
my
girlfriend
and
her
friends
And
for
the
first
time
in
a
while
I
was
surrounded
by
genuine
smiles
(beautiful
smiles)
There
at
the
table
with
all
of
them,
I
felt
content
And
grounded
and
rooted
again
And
was
dropped
off
to
face
the
hardships
Of
a
single
mom
who
happens
to
be
one
of
my
closest
and
dearest
friends
Fell
asleep
in
her
spare
room
to
the
sound
of
crop
dusters
And
cars
on
the
highway
Back
to
my
roots
where
unconditional
love
Rules
over
everything
And
I
could
no
longer
hear
the
birds
of
Flims
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