"Tiger 2" lyrics

Rain is tapping on the window
I'm laying in the back
Coming back from San Francisco
Speaking for a college class

Avian migration patterns
Late and later every year
You say that's why you loved your childhood
Could be why you hate it here

I start to pepper you with questions
Trying to understand your mind
Make the most of missed connections
Wake up, Daddy, it's springtime

You said when you were little
Jim was never off the clock
Promised to take me to the island
I had to see it from the dock

You hate making decisions
But you like to be in charge
Our conversations never finish
Betting pennies playing cards

I wanna tell you what I'm thinking
But I don't have the words
And on the whole flight home to Lincoln
I pretend that I'm a bird

A couple weeks after we lost her
I asked you if it was my fault
Awake all night creating monsters
Out of shadows on the wall

You read me Maurice Sendak
Harold and his purple crayon
Sometimes you find the perfect comeback
When nobody's around

I think that things could still get better
You don't know what the wind might blow in
The world's been ending for forever
And somehow it's still going