Daniel Johnston — Scattered Like Birds

And they'll say, just what you want to say... Listen to this story, it really happened, yes it did It was back in those days of glory And my grievances period I went down to the river I have it all on film I had her on my mind I have her on film too Scattered like birds Scattered like birds There was a flock of ducks there And I'm not kidding I walked towards them It was a weird feeling And when I got too close They broke into the sky Scattered like birds Scattered like birds I approached her too On that same roll of film An angel she was And this I knew But I sure was surprised When I got too close She flew away, she flew away... Scattered like birds Scattered... like birds And nowadays I sit and watch Domestic families Stand and talk Of happy land, and kids and love I sit glassy-eyed but I can't understand I can't comprehend or gather my thoughts Scattered like birds They're Scattered like birds They're Scattered like birds Scattered like birds