Текст White Denim – Limited By Stature

I feel so limited I think I might attribute it to stature
Maybe sounds funny but it isn’t though this never really mattered
Bells aren’t ringing and the birds quit singing in my background
I can’t decide if I’d prefer the quiet or a seldom ending clatter

Rain and snow, tell me which way to go
Should I let a feeling show or try to hide?

Unsung, inhibited, incessantly prohibited and flattened
Maybe sounds funny and it is though it never really mattered