Brave World - Bowerbirds

I was a child of the grasslands

With an oversized heart

They gave me an inch

And I’d roam the whole yard

And well past the corn fields

There I’d understand

How the world is dust and I’m dust

And we’re honest

So if you want to play

I’m wide open

I’ll bring my friends Mary and Annie

On down to the quarry

And in the late Autumn sun

We’ll find the words to dwell upon

You said «I'm dust and you’re dust

And we’re honest»

Ooh ooh

My name it means nothing

My age it means less

The country I come from

Is called the Midwest

And I was taught by the land

To think right for myself

And that the man knows all the rules

But I know this

Yes and I’m dust and you’re dust

And we’re honest

Oh brave world

How have you changed?

I’m still unsure

Your hat is hung in the very same place

Your shoes are scuffed

Your shirt is untucked

Just more and more impatient

Oh brave world

How have you changed?

I’m still unsure

Your hat is hung in the very same place

Your shoes are scuffed

Your shirt is untucked

Just more and more impatient