Channel 9: Birds Outside

[Verse 1] You tap the glass He twitches an ear Same blue glow Same frame right here Bird on a branch Clouds rolling slow Just two bright rectangles In his little show He blinks real slow At the living room screen Then stalks the window Like it’s one more scene To him it’s all pictures Flat Up high Things that move Things that fly [Chorus] He thinks the window has channels like the TV "Hey human Can you switch the sky for me?" Every time it rains He gives you that stare Like "Why’d you put on this wet Gray air?" If you can change the fish and the cars and the talking heads Why can’t you change the window Back to birds instead? [Verse 2] Reflections dance In the double pane Your face Those trees It all looks the same Depth is a puzzle Blurred by the light He taps at the thunder Like it’s just too bright You grab the remote He follows your hand You rule the box You rule the land So when drops race down His outside screen He meows like "Hey Pick a better scene" [Chorus] He thinks the window has channels like the TV "Hey human Can you switch the sky for me?" Every time it rains He gives you that stare Like "Why’d you put on this wet Gray air?" If you can change the fish and the cars and the talking heads Why can’t you change the window Back to birds instead? [Bridge] He doesn’t know glass He just knows frames Moving colors Jumping shapes World in a box World in a wall If you’re the one with the magic stick You must control it all (right?) [Chorus] He thinks the window has channels like the TV "Hey human Can you switch the sky for me?" Every time it rains He gives you that stare Like "Why’d you put on this wet Gray air?" If you can change the fish and the cars and the talking heads Why can’t you change the window Back to birds instead?