Iron & Wine

Have you watched Twilight? Remember that haunting song near the end?
I can't seem to get it out of my head.
It's not a LOVE song.
I don't get what's it about. The lyric doesn't make sense. At least to me.
Since I'm in no mood delve deep and figure out hidden metaphor and whatever disturbing deeper meanings that are embedded in the song, I'm content with just humming and singing along.

I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins

All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys

Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair

Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere

Have I found you

Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth

Big pill looming

Now I'm a fat house cat

Nursing my sore blunt tongue

Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks

Pissing on magazine photos

Those fishing lures thrown in the cold

And clean blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you

Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth

Big pill stuck going down..

See what I mean?

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Oh, found and stole this sexy Twilight Picture from Vanity Fair.

Unleash your 12-year-old soul and appreciate hotness when you see one.

Sorry can't help it.@_@