Bright Eyes "Arc Of Time" testo

Arc Of Time

You can make a planCarve it into stoneLike a feather fallingThat is still unknownUntil the clock speaks upSays it's time to goYou can choose the highOr the lower road

You might clench your fistYou might fork your tongueAs you curse or praiseAll the things you've doneAnd the faders moveAnd the music diesAs we pass overOn the arc of time

So you'll nurse your lovelike a wounded dovein the covered cage of nightEvery star is crossedby phrenetic thoughtsThey separate and then collide

And they twist like sheets‘til you fall asleepand they finally unwindIt's a black balloonIt's a dream you'll soon deny

I hear if you make friendsWith Jesus ChristYou'll get right upFrom that chalk outlineAnd then you'll get dolled upAnd you'll dress in whiteAll to take your placeIn his chorus line

And then in you'll comeWith those marching drumsIn a saintly compromiseNo more whiskey slursNo more blonde hair girlsFor your whole eternal life

And you'll do the danceThat was choreographedAt the very dawn of timeSinging "I told you son,The day would come,You would die, you die, you die, you die…You would die, you die, you die, you die…You would die, you die, you die, you die…You would die, you die, you die

To the deepest partOf the human heartThe fear of death expands‘til we crack the codewe've always knownBut could never understand

On a circuit boardWe'll soon be bornAgain, again, again, again…And again, again, again, again…And again, again, again, again…And again, again, again

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