Bowerbirds - The Marbled Godwit lyrics

Great white puffs of lumbering buffalo Blanket the fishbowl sky, and I am tired I sip my tea and sniff the ocean Not but an hour from now, I will be home Swing me low, mark me a coward The whims of the West must die Here is the resting ground Here is my smile, my pink little toes (Bound to your oil machines) d**h to the civilized (Hoarding the land and sea) d**h to the civilized (Stolen through violent means) d**h when all want masquerades as need The marbled godwit line the coast I grasp for my straw cap I'm lashed to my brave little raft The waves do toss this worthy vessel Impress on my tiny brain This strange and dangerous beauty I feel it's scale I feel its industry Making a flea of us And dusting us off And talks in a hush A little disappointed (Bound to your oil machines) d**h to the civilized (Hoarding the land and sea) d**h to the civilized (Stolen through violent means) d**h when all want masquerades as need