Yankee

Does it make the most sense
To eat like a bird?
I could live by the seed
I live by the word
Come around the bend
It can be quite a curve
I am ready for the sickness
In my stomach from the swerve

I am ready for the disappointed sigh
I am ready for the grandest chariot to arrive
While the world has other things in mind

She says "you shall not seek what you are trying to find,"
That's fine, I pass the time

I could build a nest for me to rest my head
I could live modestly and still keep well-fed
Driving down the interstate and feeling a smile
Breaking down these big walls every mile, every mile

While the world is taking her turn
Tasting the smoldering paper as it burns
And it's cheap but it feels alright
We will make it through the morning
We will see another night
And that's fine, I pass the time