Текст песни I felt a Funeral, in my Brain (feat. Phoebe Bridgers) - Andrew Bird , Phoebe Bridgers

I felt a funeral in my brain
And mourners to and fro
Treading, treading, till it seemed
The sense was breaking through

And when we all were seated
A service like a drum
Beating, beating, till I thought
My mind was going numb
My mind was going

And then I heard them lift a box
And creak across my soul
With the same boots of lead again
Space, space began to toll

As all the heavens were a bell
And Being but an ear
And I, and silence, some strange race
Wrecked, solitary, here

And then a plank in reason broke
And I dropped down, and down
And hit a world at every plunge
And finished knowing, then
And finished knowing

And then I heard them lift a box
And creek around my soul
With the same boots of lead again
Space, space began to toll

I felt a funeral in my brain
And mourners to and fro
Treading, treading, till it seemed
The sense was breaking through