Static craziness to me...

This time posting about a song I love today:

"A sentence of sorts in Kongsvinger" by Of Montreal



My mind rejects the frequency
It's static craziness to me
Is it a solar fever?
The t.v. man is too loud
Our plane is sleeping on a cloud!
You turn the dial
I'll try and smile
We've eaten plastic weather
This family sticks together
We will escape from the south to the west side
My mind rejects the frequency it's just verbosity to me
What did he say?