Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire - Headsoak lyrics

I was walking with my feet A disposition fell over me And the armory wall was bleeding The restless child was reading I was swimming, could hardly stand The swimming hour was at hand And the fishes they were feeding Lambs they were bleating Ooh, I walk slowly Ooh, I walk slowly I walk slowly When I walk away from you I'm feeling bad, I'm looking bad I feel and look so bad Some might say Yours truly, is soaking his head So I say So I say there's apprehension And inhibition All contributions, to my, to my attrition No, and it happened long ago These things these things, these things That make me walk so darn slow Slow