Bowerbirds - This Day lyrics

This day is no special day This day will see no placards given This day will see no dismembered limbs Yet there buzzes about a distant chainsaw Whose sound comes in and out on the timid wind This day is a slow gesture This day is just clearly not ready It hopes for a year of vibrant clarity But waits for the cues from the coming weeks And fumbles and stares blankly It's not clear how this day will end But I have put my money down On having a clear view from this house to the heavens and back again It's not clear how this day will end This day heaves like a cold engine With a tank of old gasoline Live your mornings on ether And tremble with anticipation as the sun goes down