Birds Of Flims Lyrics - Universal Themes - Sun Kil Moon

Damn if I didn't just go walking and find some horses 

A man-made lake and some trees 

Came back to my room all covered in sweat 

Here at the Swiss Waldhaus Hotel 

Filled out an application for a work visa 

For Japan and Australia 

It's been a few weeks since I've left home 

And I feel out of place 

And out of my element 

I work from 7 at night 

Until 5 AM when the AD says "Wrap" 

And a runner named Fabio flashlights me back to my hotel before the sun comes up 

Then I get in my bed and talk with my girl on the phone to the birds chirping 

How the hell did I end up playing myself in an Italian film 

Set in a ski town in Switzerland? 

Damn if I didn't just go walk in the yard, so alone on my night off 

I felt like Jimmy Page walking the mountains out behind Aleister Crowley's house 

It was too dark, and it got so cold 

That I turned back around 

Came back to my room, read Graham Nash's Wild Tales 

Til I fell asleep to the sound 

The sound of the birds 

The birds of Flims 

Yeah I've asked around 

But nobody knows the names of 'em 

Of the birds 

The birds of Flims 

Yeah I've asked around 

But nobody knows the names of 'em 

Damn if I didn't just go walking down the road 

When a girl named Veronica stopped me 

She said she was from Milan and that she recognized me from the film 

And that today was her birthday 

We talked a little bit 

But there was a barrier 

And she went one way and I went the other 

And I walked along the dandelions and down to market 

Where I bought her some flowers 

On the way back to my hotel 

I left them in the lobby of hers, with a note 

"Veronica, happy birthday - Mark" 

And when I saw her again on the set 

She said "Grazie", and I could tell the gesture 

Had touched her heart 

Damn if I didn't go to dinner last night with Paul 

But his throat was sore 

And I could see that he was feeling ill 

He spends more time on the set than I do 

And it's cold out there 

And the last two days, he was playing Hitler 

I could see he was grappling with that 

And I felt bad, and I gave him some words of support 

And we talked about John Hughes movies, home ownership 

And the cost of living in San Francisco and New York 

And damn if I didn't go out later with a set dresser or something like that 

Named Cipriana 

We talked for four hours at a bar down the street 

And the music was terrible 

But yeah, I liked her, kinda 

She's been with someone for four or five years 

And I kinda figured that anyhow, and told her "Well, so have I" 

And that made life easier for both of us 

And I walked her drunk ass back to her room 

And like a gentleman, I didn't try 

And I went to my room 

I looked down at the waterfront 

From my balcony I felt 

The surrealness of my surroundings 

I got in my bed 

Looked up at the baby blue ceilings above 

And thought of my home 

And my girl 

And I ached for her love 

Damn when it all ended 

If I didn't have them fly me out 

To New Orleans 

Where I saw kitty cats sleeping on porches 

And drank real iced tea for the first time in six to eight weeks 

It was nice not having to walk down that awkward path again 

And not to have to yell or to holler 

About eating pasta pomodoro for the 38th time in a month 

If its price [?] was 60 Swiss fuckin' francs 

Damn if I didn't go walking the next afternoon 

Down Oretha Castle 

I ate a catfish lunch at Cafe Reconcile 

With a side of macaroni and cheese 

And cornbread and collard greens 

Saw it advertised on channel 99 

The public access channel 

And I walked across the street to a gym 

And I watched two fighters spar 

And I talked to them during their break 

While they sipped on their Snapple 

And I thought, what is life if not a fight? 

Or a test of will and grace 

Some would match it by throwing bombs like Mike Tyson 

But some, like Pernell, are slippery and win cleverly 

Some are fearless like Gatti 

But like Henry Akinwande 

Some of them buckle and stall 

When the going gets tough, with much due respect 

Some of them break down and cry 

Like Oliver "The Atomic Bomb" McCall 

Life's a chess game for all of us 

Hit, don't be hit, jab and hook and feint and bob and weave 

When the fighters got back in the ring 

I thought of my own fight in life 

And it was time to be leaving 

And damn if I didn't go to the airport 

And fly up to Cleveland, Ohio 

I had dinner at Sylvester's in North Canton with my girlfriend and her friends 

And for the first time in a while 

I was surrounded by genuine smiles (beautiful smiles) 

There at the table with all of them, I felt content 

And grounded and rooted again 

And was dropped off to face the hardships 

Of a single mom who happens to be one of my closest and dearest friends 

Fell asleep in her spare room to the sound of crop dusters 

And cars on the highway 

Back to my roots where unconditional love 

Rules over everything 

And I could no longer hear the birds of Flims