Thank you ! Andrew Bird , man ! Loved this one , and the rest of all of your songs !

Love his smile at the end!!!

That first chorus whistle through is a golden eyebrow raise

Thanks AB- really like this timeless classic=]

If memory serves us, then who owns the master How do we know who's projecting this reel And is it like gruel or like quick drying plaster Tell me how long til the paint starts to peel Is it like Pyramus or Apollo or an archer we don't know Though history repeats itself, and time's a crooked bow Come on tell us something we don't know Now who's the best boy and the casting director And the editor splicing your face from the scene It's all in the hands of a lazy projector That forgetting, embellishing, lying machine That forgetting, embellishing, lying machine They say all good things must come to an end Everyday the night must fall How it all came to this, I simply can't recall Too many cooks in the kitchen How the mighty must fall But I can't see the sense in us breaking up at all I can't see the sense in us breaking up at all I can't see the sense in us breaking up at all Breaking up at all And it's all in the hands of a lazy projector That forgetting, embellishing, lying machine

never fails to amaze

It is never just in the hands of a lazy projector.

Siempre nos quedará silbar. Grande Andrew "pajaro" . Bo día

LazzyBird brought me here :)

who else thinks he needs to revisit the album Soldier On?

no violin...still freaking amazing!