Okkervil River - Bruce Wayne Campbell Interviewed On The Roof Of The Chelsea Hotel - Sözleri

Pull down the shades, let's kill the morning

Let's kill the morning, let it die

Well, your eyes flash out a warning

There will be another morning, afternoon and tonight



Fuck long hours sick with singing

Sick with singing the same song

In the walls, they'll soon be drinking

Let's cash my check and drink along



Old times, hello, hey, I've missed you

Old life, hey now, let me in

Because you win on every issue

Now, can I kiss you

Don't you care how long it's been

It has been so many years, I lived my yearning

But in every bed, it led me through

They only bloom on what was burning

And it grew, the fire grew



And now with nothing to consume

It's turned on me in my glass room

Where I'll burn, you think I'm finished

Think I'm not winning

Well, go on, assume



So, take me, I'm yours, morning starship

Sparkling stars line your lights as they lift off the loneliest street corner this clown has yet leaned against

I'll let all these fine faces fold into me

The warmth from the space lights illumines the sea as the laughingest mouths wetly open, but we set them sighing

We'll take them flying



And we'll take this man left almost passed out

Cause we're pretty sure he needs a hand

He says he can't stand

And when we pick him up

He asks us where this ship will land

But he knows we know it isn't coming down

He knows we know we'll fly so far

Til finally stars hold him in all around

Til he forgets the ground

Til he forgets the crawling way

Real people sometimes are



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