The Birdwatchers - Drowning Machine Lyrics

Respect the line
The arbitrary boundary, hit me
Another time
The only way to fit the rhyme scheme
Expect the try
At least you're further upfield, hear the
Collective sigh
Cause once again the story goes like

I don't remember all your pretty friends
I don't recall their faces
Lord, I've never been the
Best at bringing up the past with perfect clarity
Call me unreliable
I'm no longer scared of it and

I crave reactions, always taking in
I'm prone to quick distractions
Hardly ill-intended
Though it doesn't necessarily predict the truth
I can't keep up with the facts
No, I can't keep up with you