| I turn one way and the wind blows me over, | |
| I turn another way and it's holding me up, | |
| Luck has nothing to do with it, | |
| Things change when you learn to loosen your grip. | |
| I think one way and the future is desparate, | |
| I think another way everything is in sight, | |
| Trees bend so branches don't have to break, | |
| We mend the wounds of our last mistake. | |
| Birds swim, fish do fly, | |
| Proud man begins to cry. | |
| Birds swim, fish do fly, | |
| Things change, so why can't I? | |
| I live one way holding onto the fencepost, | |
| I live another way sliding off into space, | |
| Each life is loosely assembled, | |
| Inside the molecules tremble. | |
| Birds swim, fish do fly, | |
| Proud man begins to cry. | |
| Birds swim, fish do fly, | |
| Things change, so why can't I? | |
| Little by little we die. | |
| Washed up on the beach of betrayal, | |
| How did the Mesonyx become a whale? | |
| Birds swim, fish do fly, | |
| Proud man begins to cry. | |
| Birds swim, fish do fly, | |
| Things change, so why can't I? | |
| Things change, | |
| Fish fly. | |
| Little by little we try, | |
| Little by little we die. | |
| Why can't I? | |
| Why can't I? |