The Mess Hall - New Ornithology lyrics

I heard a song A song so strong It set the choir in me free Like pure morphine Or the winds of Kansas City over me And slow I slide Into a dream And it curled around my lungs And set me singing Like a little bird in spring Like a little bird in spring It started in my feet Then took my blood And wound up In my brain As if a radio played fever Back to back Among the static in my dreams And slow I dive Into a deeper sea While I was juggling cannonballs Everyone would catch them at my feet They'd catch them at my feet How high the moon Sailing over me How high the moon Sailing over me While they sleep At night I roam The subways deep And from above A siren rings My hunger sweeps A path for me So long I roam so long So long I roam so long