Sounds Familiar Lyrics - The Weakerthans

We emerged from youth all wide-eyed like the rest 

Shedding skin faster than skin can grow 

And armed with hammers, feathers, blunt knives 

Words to meet and to define and to, but you must know 

The same games that we played in dirt, in dusty school yards 

Have found a higher pitch and broader scale than we feared possible 

And someone must be picked last, and one must bruise and one must fail 

And that still twitching bird was so deceived by a window 

So we eulogized fondly, we dug deep 

And threw its elegant plumage and frantic black eyes in a hole 

And then rushed out to kill something new, so we could bury that too 

The first chapters of lives almost made us give up altogether 

Pushed towards tired forms of self immolation that seemed so original 

I must, we must never stop watching the sky with our hands in our pockets 

Stop peering in windows when we know doors are shut 

Stop yelling small stories and bad jokes and sorrows