"Opened" by The Breeders

Walking on his highways 
We leave the land 
And float inside the dark, black water 
  
Robin flies again 
  
She flew low over the highways 
And I saw the wind 
Blowing back her barbie doll hair 
  
Robin flies again 
  
And in a kitchen in Kentucky 
She thinks she's Peter Pan 
And in the bottom of a concrete basement 
  
Robin flies again