Last Rights - Lyrics - Damien Jurado

I'm not a bird you catch and release Your last phone call Some last ride home I'm playing for keeps the characters are real So don't ride me out Like a noise that you hear and return It's easy to land but harder to fall Broken on command I'll change my tune if it matters to you God forbid that you listen To the voice of a man not with it March 16, this sorry is for you Send it back if you don't want it Like a noise that you hear on return It's easy to land but harder to fall Broken on the mend Should you ever, ever need me to stick around Should you ever, ever need me to stick around Should you ever, ever need me to stick around Should you ever, ever need me to stick around