Bright Eyes - I believe in symmetry

Tekst :

Some plans were made and rice was thrown
A house was built, a baby born
How time can move both fast and slow
Amazes me
And so I raise my glass to symmetry
To the second hand and its accuracy
To the actual size of everything
The desert is the sand
You can t hold it in your hand
It won t bow to your demands
There s no difference you can make
There s no difference you can make
And if it seems like an accident
A collage of senselessness
You aren t looking hard enough
I wasn t looking hard enough at it

An argument for consciousness
The instinct of the blind insect
Who makes love to the flower bed
And dies in the first freeze
Oh I want to learn such simple things
No politics, no history
Till what I want and what I need
Can finally be the same

I just got myself to blame
Is everything up to fate
When there s choices I could make
When there s choices I could make
Yeah, my heart needs a polygraph
Always so eager to pack my bags
When I really wanna stay
When I really wanna stay

When I wanna stay [4x]

The arc of time, the stench of sex
The innocence you can t protect
Each quarter note, each marble step
Walk up and down that lonely treble clef
Each wanting the next one
Each wanting the next one to arrive
Each wanting the next one
Each wanting the next one to arrive

An argument for consciousness
The instinct of the blind insect
Who never thinks
Not to accept its fate, that s faith
There is happiness in death
You get to the next one
You get to the next on down the line
You get to the next one
You get to the next on down the line

The levity of longing that
Distills each dream inside my head
By morning watered down forget
On silver stars I wish and wish and wish

From one to the next one
From one to the next right down the line
From one to the next one
From one to the next right down the line

You get to the next one
You get to the next on down the line
You get to the next one
You get to the next on down the line

Inne utwory

  • Black comedy
  • Easy lucky free
  • The center of the world
  • If the brakeman turns my way
  • Puella quam amo est pulchra
  • We must sing
  • Woke up with this song
  • The joy in descovery
  • Everything must belong somewhere
  • Tripped
  • The big picture
  • A poetic retelling of an unfortunate seduction
  • Gold mine gutted
  • I must belong somewhere
  • Ouija
  • Well whiskey
  • The first Noel
  • Losowe utwory

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    My name is Ian Mathias Bavitz
    I was born in 1-9-7-6, at Biosfet hospital, located in Long Island, NY
    I am 6 foot, four I weigh 2-0-0 pounds
    I have brown hair and green eyes
    I enjoy writing songs, painting, movies and diner food
    I have two brothers, Chris and Graham
    and two parents, Paul and...

    Wolna

    Ma niewidzialny świat
    Ulotny niczym wiatr
    Na piasku stawia dom
    Choć fala rozmyje go

    Nie ma nic więc czemu marzy
    Żeby nią przez chwilę być

    Ref.
    Widzę ją kiedy zamykam oczy
    Uśmiecha się
    Nigdy najdłużej jej nie zatrzymam
    Choć bardzo chcę

    Oswaja chłód i deszcz
    Pod bosą...

    Nie został żaden ślad

    Jak maczo chciałem być jak stal
    panienek sznur wiał
    patrzyłem na to jak jakiś kat
    jak król jak mag
    niżej pasa to był strzał mit prysnął a z nim ja
    gdy dotarł do mnie fakt
    że Bogiem nie jestem i nie mam szans
    Aaa jestem słaby tak
    jak starca płacz...

    Yes

    Friends will agree
    with a pregnant pause
    and silently
    draw out their claws
    It s hard to say no to your face
    running away s as easy as running in place

    Yes means it s hard to say no to you
    and...

    Every night

    Every night I keep prayin that you love me
    Every night I keep prayin that you do-oo
    cause I know that my life would be worthless
    Without you, (without you ) without you (without you), without you

    Every night I keep prayin...