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I wish I could have been a little more eloquent with how I described how I experience random sounds from outside in this song. At the same time, I'm glad on an artistic standpoint that it's a clear expression of failing to communicate one's problems despite a clear need to do so. Trying to communicate something and just producing noises. 

Specifically the line 'I wanna hear a police siren' I was speaking in riddles under my breath to test if someone who could hear me and understand me also had the ability to press a button and make those sounds happen out of the blue. I didn't want the police or any ambulance to actually come to my house or anything; I just wondered if some outside observer could read my coded messages and send a coded message back in the form of letting me know a feature of my life's artifice. It would've been cool if in the background of that take there were a subtle siren that popped on for the sake of the song, but I had a vested interest in hearing a coded message like that either way. Two birds.

Whenever I try to count the number of tweets the birds outside make in their calls to translate the number into syllables for sentences I just do that to kill time. It's not something I do involuntarily. What I do speculate on involuntarily though is if the sounds of birds outside are animatronics connected to a featured Twitter feed commenting or memeing on things I'd normally be inclined to consider private. I can mostly appreciate the birds for what they are still because I only give about a 5% weight to that speculation compared to the 95% weight of figuring they are all just a bunch of dumb pretty birds. That's usually how it goes with most of my speculations.     

For the sake of my mental wellbeing I figure I should link my disclaimer.