Canajoharie

The song seems to be equating evolution to growing up and leaving town. Personal evolution with human evolution. Reminiscing about old times as well.

In the overgrowth of the underbrush Shone a fossil tooth which I must have dropped Very long ago Which reminded me how we wound up where we are now

Right through those trees, I'm not insane That's where we came into this place And if you squint, if you squint your brain I'll get my paints and I'll try to paint

Canajoharie Canajoharie Where a front flipper first evolved on the day When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away

Out of Canajoharie Canajoharie Call me sentimental but I want to go back And commemorate the place with a historical plaque

It's as if a fin, reaching from the swamp Grabbed me by my arm, tried to pull me in But my arm was strong And the fin was an inaccurately reconstructed fake

It was right through those trees, I'm not insane That's where the fin tried to drag me in Don't look at me, look at where I'm pointing Close your eyes, see what I see

Canajoharie Canajoharie I get the creeping feeling all my old friends are gone And that this baby tooth no longer fits in my skull

If you can draw it in the air Or write it down, then you weren't there What's gone is mute Someone changed the truth They smoked the proof And there's nothing left of

Canajoharie Canajoharie Where a front flipper first evolved on the day When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away

Where a rocket ship experiment went awry When the prototype exploded on the launching site

Back in Canajoharie Canajoharie Call me sentimental but I want to go back And commemorate the place with a historical plaque