The Birdwatchers - Minnesota Lyrics

It's pulling closer
That time of year
It's unfamiliar
Without you here
Through painted figures
Misunderstood
I've been forgotten
You're gone for good

It's everything I ever wanted it to be
Cotton t-shirts and bedsheets
But something creeps up in my mind just to insist
That there is more to the world than this

All I know
All I see
It don't mean
Much to me
I don't wanna play the part
Play this game
Play the fool
Play the same thing again

An albatross can lead to years of middling
The crowd goes mild
And always on the fringe of mediocrity
The plight of the Wild

All I know
All I see
It don't mean
Much to me
I don't wanna play the fool
Play this game
Say it right/wrong
Say the same thing
Spare a thought
Guess it's true
I don't mean
Much to you
I don't want
To play the same thing again