Bright Eyes - Arc Of Time Lyrics
You can make a planCarve it into stoneLike a feather fallingIt is still unknownUntil the clock speaks upSays it's time to goYou could choose the highOr the lower roadYou might clinch 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 timeSo you nurse your loveLike a wounded doveIn the covered cage of nightEvery star is crossedBy phrenetic thoughtsThat seperate and then collideAnd they twist like sheetsTill you fall asleepAnd they finally unwindIt's a black balloonIt's a dream you'll soon denyI hear if you make friendsWith Jesus ChristYou will get right upFrom that chalk outlineAnd then you'll get dolled upAnd you'll dress in whiteAll to take your placeIn his chorus lineAnd then in you'll comeWith those marching drumsIn a saintly compromiseNo more whiskey slursNo more blonde haired girlsFor your whole eternal lifeAnd you'll do the danceThat was choreographedAt the very dawn of timeSaying, I told you sonThe day would comeYou would die, you'd die, you'd die, you'd dieYou would die, you'd die, you'd die, you'd dieYou would die, you'd die, you'd die, you'd dieYou would die, you'd die, you'd dieTo the deepest partOf the human heartThe fear of death expandsTill we crack the codeWe have always knownBut could never understandOn a circuit boardWe will soon be bornAgain, again, again, againAnd again, again, again, againAnd again, again, again, againAnd again, again, again
