Little Wings - So What lyrics

So what, so what So this, that, the other So what was once so Is now another Before the land came After an ice-age Favorite songs grew from smokey young rock caves So what, so what So now so what's found you So what you say, but so what's around you It's not that much so what you might say But soon as you do, "so what's" in your way And so what a chapter, and so what a sentence So what of time, so what of distance? Campershell calling, young leaves are falling So what do coastlines wait on us stalling? So what, so what, so what we are saying So what of leaving, so what of staying? Evening is dawning, morning is daying So what is back so what is replaying? Teeth are all growing in skulls of the afternoon The skeletons in movie-rental shops know what they're going to do The ligament was torn in football practice back in high school The scar upon the shoulder is so shiny in the swimmingpool This one, that one, yeah, so what's the difference? So what of temperatures and sick-notes and permission slips? So what does it all look like from out there where it's always night? So what of the outer-space perfected from a satellite? So what of the freeway, the blinker in the traffic jam? The other girl says "so what" when her best friend comes home with a tan So what is the sound inside the mouth that has been mouthing it? I record a song and someone says "so what, it sounds like sh**." So what is the distance in the feeling in the young deer legs that wake us in the wooded field So we rise and cook some eggs The surface of her skin is being brushed by brush and weeds alike The whole sky rests against you, it flies past you when you ride a bike, so what So what So what So what So what is the name, what is the sound for what is going on? What is so what's game, why does so what so what now far and yon? I must be to blame but I am just a pen that's rolling on So what I am now is where the point hits paper then I'm gone So what was the song that I wrote 3rd of June, 2003 So what in the morning like a playful kitten came to me Bright young eyes and pauses that Were different and the same to me Multi-level clauses, sentence drapes and tones, untame to be So what's war horses, let's bring their bits and brand new bridles Gallop through our meadows that we'll write in notebook titles It is all for our singing, it is not for our survival Write and write and write and you will write your own new bible So what, so what is still going like a vapor Lik the "look at what the light do" theme and other crimey capers It will come again (so what) In another pen (so what) What they're living in, these singings 30,000 gods all winging And the packages of temples that they sell at d**tores glow I could get into a new one, a fine point with good flow I could let go of the leashes, and let my dogs all go And the leaves with all their creases looking down at us below So what is this perspective? It's a pinprick on forever It's a sentence that is fading Such as tide or wind or weather It was never pulled apart and it was never put together It was only as it was It wasn't dumb, it wasn't clever So what to make when everything will fall apart and vanish? So what to take stock in? What ever feels like an advantage So what to lose or give? So what to make of Adam's Rib? So what to see? Life lasts forever in the ways it did And in the meantime so what is graces put upon you In the tiny breathes of micy family joys on you Crumbs from heaven's table to the kitchen floor are fallling 40 billion telephones from different walls all calling Trail of ants in warpaths march and then into the city So what has been done, what is ugly, what is pretty? So what is the bruised fruit in the dark and smelly basement? So what is the moment that it calls for some replacement? So what So what So what So what (so whaaaaaaaaa) (so whaaaaaaaaa)