Andrew Bird's Bowl of Fire - Case In Point lyrics

Im a breather, mail receiver Ad I dont know where I stand Not since someone informed me That my house was built on sand And its not the earth beneath me Its just the concept of the land And Im standing on the corner When the buildings, they all fell And you blink once youre a goner Everything just goes pell-mell Its a real hard sell, my conceptual hell Not even good for kindling, no When the buildings, they all fell And Im a breather, mail receiver Bottom feeder just getting by And you know its all just part of the course But you blame it on some non existent force Oh yeah, of course, you know you cant ride The concept of the horse but still I try In a carton desert landscape With a pair of Acme jet skates Focused on my destination I seem to have forgot my station Now its time to face the nation And Im riding to meet you On a brown gray speckled mare But theres something that unnerves me Like I'm riding on thin air These few doubts disserve me Thinking no one really cares And Im jumping over fences On this obstacle course But it seems Im getting nowhere On the concept of the horse Its a real hard sell, my conceptual hell Not even good for kindling, no When the buildings, they all fell And Im a breather, bottom feeder How many liters must I imbibe? And you know its all just part of the course But you blame it on some non existent force Oh yeah, of course, you know you cant ride The concept of the horse but still I try