Trampoline Songtext
von Birds of Chicago

I′ve been stung by the rye
So I'm floating like a bee
I′m floating home from the whirlaway
Things are clear to me
Spring is coming back to the land
It's only four degrees out but I feel it's true

I cannot find the moon
Stars are little pin pricks
Neither of us is wounded
Neither of us is sick
Oh everybody′s wounded
Everybody′s sick
I said it, neither of us is wounded
Neither of us is sick

World gonna be so cruel to you
World gonna be so mean
I'm gonna catch you when you′re fallin' through
I′m a throw like a trampoline


Throw me like a trampoline
Skip me like a stone
Shake me like a tambourine
In a little baptist store front
Oh you don't know
The punches I′ve been thrown
It's all living to me

Dream me up a palomino
Put me down on that on that plain
I'll see you as a shadow
Movin′ cross the lake
Step into our time daddy
Hurry don′t be late, I'm ready now

World gonna be so cruel to you
World gonna be so mean
I′m gonna catch you when you're fallin′ through
I'm a throw you like a trampoline
Ouh ouh yeah


We got some strength
We got some spine
We got some trust
We got some wine
We don′t seek shelter
We just want time
Give us just a little time
Just a little time
Just a little time
Just a little time

World gonna be so cruel to you
World gonna be so mean
I'm gonna catch you when you're fallin′ through
I′m a throw like a trampoline