Bright Eyes "Firewall" paroles

Firewall

I do my best to sleep through the caterwaulThe classicists, the posturing avant-gardeI bought a gray macaw named him Jules VerneHe'll probably outlive me he's a bright birdKeeps me company I teach him new words

I saw a hologram at the theme parkShe looked as real as me through the white fogThen she melted down to her anklesTurned into a million-watt candleIf I knew where she went I would follow

Walking through the land of tomorrowMartian trinkets, plastic ApollosIn the sunshine try to act normalMy veins are full of flat cherry-colaSlept on the bench by the roller-coaster

Dreamt I was riding on a motorbikeLion of Judah painted on the side

I'm doing fine, I'm back in the PalisadesLife's a wash, a pastoral school playChina shops and cold ivory towersI and I make toasts to the CaesarsForcing down the dregs of Decembers

Madeline she spins in a slow bangAll through the house the strong smell of burnt sageLet's make it clean and run out the spiritsI know a diving bell when I hear itWe're going down now under the surface

Light to dark can shift in an instantFeeling close but keeping my distanceOn all fours she's just so insistentFills my mind with jump ropes and slit wristsBust through the firewall into heaven

And then I'm standing in that blinding lightCrooked crosses falling from the sky

Seen yeah seen by I and ISeen yeah seen by I and ISeen yeah seen by I and ISeen yeah seen by I and I

Seen yeah seen by I and ISeen yeah seen by I and ISeen yeah seen yeah seen yeah seen yeah seen yeah seen by I and I

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