Am
In August I went out to the country for resting
G
There was a family of swallows in the barn there nesting
Am
I saw the little ones and their feathers were breezy
G
I pictured their life and I thought it was easy
Am
I said these guys just have to sit there and squeak
G Am
And their mother comes back with insects in her beak to feed them
G
You said, man,
Am G Am
Swallows migrate and it is amazing
Am G Am
They fly from Alaska to Argentina with their little wings
Am G
And I said I had never heard of such a journey
Am G Am
But someone knows better than me
Am G Am
Someone knows better than me
Am
And then we were in Stockholm and it was beautiful in July
G
And the day after this famous Swedish director Ingmar Bergman died
Am
And all the national papers had some special issues
G
With beautiful pictures and interesting interviews
Am
I figured it was unlikely that they would gather all this stuff overnight
G
They must have needed much more time than this to write
Am
And it felt rancid
G
And you said David
Am G Am
David don't you know about obituaries
Am G Am
They keep them at hand for the death of celebrities
Am G
And I said I will never get used to how twisted news can be
Am G Am
But someone knows better than me
Am G Am
Someone knows better than me
Am
And then I remembered one month of June in Coney Island
G
When I was hiding a bottle of beer in the sand
Am
It was too late for the ride(?) and it was too late for the Cyclone
G
Then I didn't have a girlfriend, but I didn't feel alone
Am
I didn't need anyone to watch the sunset or maybe my brother
G Am
And now every time the sun goes down I hope we will be together kissin'
G
Baby listen
Am G Am
Baby I don't want to be without you
Am G Am
It would make me so mad, I wouldn't know what to do
Am G Am
I was blind but now I can see
Am G Am
But someone knows better than me
Am G Am
Someone knows better than me