The Decemberists
Bridges And Ballons
[Verse 1]
We sailed away on a winter's day
With fate as malleable as clay
But ships are fallible, I say
And the nautical, as all things, fade
But I do recall our caravel
A little wicker beetle shell
With four fine masts and lateen sails
Its bearings on Cair Paravel

[Chorus]
Oh, my love
Oh, it was a funny little thing
To be the ones to have seen

[Verse 2]
The sight of bridges and balloons
Makes calm canaries irritable
And they caw and claw all afternoon
Catenaries and dirigibles
Brace and boil the living room
A womb of metal, a warp, woof, wimble
And a thimble's worth of milky moon
Can beat hearts larger than a thimble

[Chorus]
[Outro]
Oh, my love
Oh, it was a funny little thing
It was a funny, funny little thing