Moss Icon - Familiar Presides lyrics

I know you for Land up on that telephone pole My shoulders rise at an acute angle Slowing me, slowing me Flock of birds Like a spotted sheet, thrown out to the wind Tumble and preside Auburn eyes, familiar Auburn eyes, tumble and preside Yes, you have me now, man, with your beautiful machine With your pretty packaged food And your pesticid'd vegetables And your self-destructing automobiles And your numb-to-nature peoples Programmed to construct your double-arched steeples Yes, your televised peoples And your hypnotized leaders Yes you have me now, man With your stereophonic speakers With your stereophonic speakers And your technological ideas And your enlightened spiritual teachers And your stereotypical features Auburn eyes Erratic and sharp-seeing Know my soul up on high Fly away with me