Bright Eyes - Four Winds lyrics
[Bright Eyes - Four Winds lyrics]
Your class, your caste, your country, sect
Your name or your tribe
There's people always dying
Trying to keep 'em alive
There's bodies decomposing in
Containers tonight
In an abandoned building where
A squatter's made a mural of a Mexican girl
With fifteen cans of spray paint
And a chemical swirl
She's standing in the ashes at
The end of the world
Four winds blowing through her hair
But when great Satan's gone
The whore of Babylon she just can't sustain
The pressure where it's placed she caves
The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf
The Qu'ran is mute
If you burned them all together
You'd get close to the truth still
They're poring over Sanskrit under
Ivy League moons
While shadows lengthen in the sun
Cast on a school of meditation
Built to soften the times
And hold us at the center
While the spiral unwinds
It's knocking over fences
Crossing property lines
Four winds, cry until it comes
And it's the sum of man
Slouching towards Bethlehem
A heart just can't contain
All of that empty space
It breaks it breaks it breaks!
Well, I went back by rented
Cadillac and company jet
Like a newly orphaned refugee
Retracing my steps
All the way to Cassadaga to
Commune with the dead
They said, "You'd better look alive"
And now it's off to old
Dakota where a genocide sleeps
In the black hills, the badlands
The calloused east
I buried my ballast, I made my peace
Heard four winds leveling the pines
But when great Satan's gone
The whore of Babylon she just can't remain
With all that outer space
She breaks she breaks she caves she caves
Your name or your tribe
There's people always dying
Trying to keep 'em alive
There's bodies decomposing in
Containers tonight
In an abandoned building where
A squatter's made a mural of a Mexican girl
With fifteen cans of spray paint
And a chemical swirl
She's standing in the ashes at
The end of the world
Four winds blowing through her hair
But when great Satan's gone
The whore of Babylon she just can't sustain
The pressure where it's placed she caves
The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf
The Qu'ran is mute
If you burned them all together
You'd get close to the truth still
They're poring over Sanskrit under
Ivy League moons
While shadows lengthen in the sun
Cast on a school of meditation
Built to soften the times
And hold us at the center
While the spiral unwinds
It's knocking over fences
Crossing property lines
Four winds, cry until it comes
And it's the sum of man
Slouching towards Bethlehem
A heart just can't contain
All of that empty space
It breaks it breaks it breaks!
Well, I went back by rented
Cadillac and company jet
Like a newly orphaned refugee
Retracing my steps
All the way to Cassadaga to
Commune with the dead
They said, "You'd better look alive"
And now it's off to old
Dakota where a genocide sleeps
In the black hills, the badlands
The calloused east
I buried my ballast, I made my peace
Heard four winds leveling the pines
But when great Satan's gone
The whore of Babylon she just can't remain
With all that outer space
She breaks she breaks she caves she caves