You be the map and I be the maker
Our hands are an acre, our hearts are a mile
You get the pen and I’ll get the paper
Cause you are a birdhouse and I am the bird
You be the paintbrush and I’ll be the painter
You be the lighter and I’ll be the flame
You be the lighthouse and I’ll be the sailor
You are a birdhouse, I am the bird
Warming the house with the oven is better
I set the table, but we eat on the couch
I brought the popcorn, c’mon, scoot on over
You are a birdhouse, I am the bird
Robin and bluejay and raven and warbler
Goldfinch and pigeon and snowgoose and swan
You be the pastry and I’ll be the baker
You get the bourbon and I’ll grab the shaker
Let’s keep it down so we don’t wake the neighbors
Cause you are a birdhouse and I am the bird
You showed me loving that stayed through bad weather
You brought me birdseed when I was alone
I’ll bring a blanket next time we’re together
You are a birdhouse, let’s build a bird-home
The Alabama duo's fifth album exults in dusty Americana, showcasing rich vocal harmonies alongside blissful folk instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024