[Verse 1]
Quick, the hawk took the poor thing just to the left of me
You were mid-sentence when I had to interrupt you in order to relate
Two grey stripes flew up out of sight
I mean one, the other no longer struggling

[Verse 2]
"I cannot hear you," laughing up the mountainside
Unobserved, my voice grew increasingly gruesome in the quiet

[Pre-Chorus]
Turns out, it turns out
One can lose nonetheless looking for witnesses

[Chorus]
Miles from all that's between us at stake
Algae blooms up in Detroit Lake
Listening for my turn to come next
Leave, the same as I came in, more or less

[Verse 3]
Across the table words fly
Underdone, they rarely collide
Former wells are exhausted, so you pose the question
"Are pigeons ever cannibalistic?"
[Pre-Chorus]
Turns out, it turns out
Sometimes, yes, looking for witnesses

[Chorus]
Miles from all that's between us at stake
Algae blooms up in Detroit Lake
Listening for my turn to come next
Leave, the same as I came in—

[Outro]
Miles from all I believe is at stake
Algae blooms up in Detroit Lake
Listening for my turn to come next
Leave, the same as I came in—
Leave, the same as I came in, more or less