Selling Rope (Swan Dive to Estuary)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Gareth] As I swan dive into the estuary, the birds do not flinch at my fall They perch in the rafters, before, during, after, they do not notice me at all [Verse 2: Gareth, Los Campesinos!] As I float down into the estuary, wind cases my body in cool I smell petrol fumes, see the smoke rise in plumes, the earth is one big fireball The earth is one big fireball [Chorus: Kim, Rob & Tom] Anecdote, lie My own alibi I've been telling jokes Piled notes high My own alibi I've been selling rope [Verse 3: Gareth] As I break the film of the estuary, the seaweed submerges my form No passing cars stop, not a single jaw drops, as my wallet and keys sink before A splash all I left in the world [Chorus: Kim, Rob & Tom] Anecdote, lie My own alibi I've been telling jokes Piled notes high My own alibi I've been selling rope [Verse 4] Once held a magpie in the palm of my hand And the blood in our veins flowed faster, as I'd planned Got a heart full of love and a head full of more but a fist full of threads from the seams And I saw a smile in that beak [Chorus: Kim, Rob & Tom] Anecdote, lie My own alibi I've been telling jokes Piled notes high My own alibi I've been selling rope [Bridge: Gareth, Kim, Rob & Tom] Oh, I was a bird right then, one day I will be again (Anecdote, lie, my own alibi) I've been telling jokes while selling rope to you (I've been telling jokes) Oh, I was a bird right then, one day I will be again (Piled notes high, my own alibi) I've been telling jokes while selling rope to you (I've been selling rope) [Instrumental] [Bridge: Gareth, Kim, Rob & Tom] Oh, I was a bird right then, one day I will be again (Anecdote, lie, my own alibi) I've been telling jokes while selling rope to you (I've been telling jokes) Oh, I was a bird right then, one day I will be again (Piled notes high, my own alibi) I've been telling jokes while selling rope to you (I've been selling rope) [Outro: Gareth, Kim, Rob & Tom] There's no ticker-tape, no pearly gates (Anecdote, lie) No carnival and no parade (My own alibi) Just one, one for sorrow (I've been telling jokes) There's no ticker-tape, no pearly gates (Piled notes high) No carnival and no parade (My own alibi) Just one, one for sorrow (I've been selling rope)