Birds Fly

They Might Be Giants · Then: The Earlier Years [1997]

Birds fly into my windshield

Thoughts fall from my thoughts

This good luck charm hanging off my arm

Was left here by the police



Words fall out of my pockets

And cats dance under my feet

This colorful spell under which I live

Protects me from all I write



And the microscope reveals the scope

Of my very best intentions (best intentions)

Yes, the tiny light shines twice as bright

On the only nice part of me



Birds fly into my windshield

Thoughts fall from my thoughts

This good luck charm hanging off my arm

Was left here by the police



And the microscope reveals the scope

Of my very best intentions (best intentions)

Oh yes the tiny light shines twice as bright

On the only nice part of me