Selling Rope (Swan Dive To Estuary) - Los Campesinos!

As I swan dive into the estuary

The birds do not flinch at my fall

They perch in the rafters, before, during, after

They do not notice me at all

As I float down into the estuary

Wind cases my body in cool

I smell petrol fumes, see the smoke rise in plumes

The earth is one big fireball

The earth is one big fireball

Anecdote, lie, my own alibi

I’ve been telling jokes

Piled notes high, my own alibi

I’ve been selling rope

As I break the film of the estuary

The seaweed submerges my form

No passing cars stop, not a single jaw drops

As my wallet and keys sink before

A splash all I left in the world

Anecdote, lie, my own alibi

I’ve been telling jokes

Piled notes high, my own alibi

I’ve been selling rope

Once held a magpie in the palm of my hand

And the blood in our veins flowed faster, as I’d planned

Got a heart full of love and a head full of more

But a fist full of threads from the seams

And I saw a smile in that beak

Anecdote, lie, my own alibi

I’ve been telling jokes

Piled notes high, my own alibi

I’ve been selling rope

Oh, I was a bird right then, one day I will be again

I’ve been telling jokes while selling rope to you

Oh, I was a bird right then, one day I will be again

I’ve been telling jokes while selling rope to you

Oh, I was a bird right then, one day I will be again

I’ve been telling jokes while selling rope to you

Oh, I was a bird right then, one day I will be again

I’ve been telling jokes while selling rope to you

There’s no ticker-tape, no pearly gates

No carnival and no parade

Just one, one for sorrow

There’s no ticker-tape, no pearly gates

No carnival and no parade

Just one, one for sorrow