Brown Bird - The Messenger lyrics
[Brown Bird - The Messenger lyrics]
The sleeping and the drinks
When a million different
Sensory experiences blink
And it's there within the momentary
Darkness you can breathe
And be a form without reflection or debris
There are bloody bouts of tenderness
Against the bonds of fear
Fixed in combat everlasting
Vultures circled ever near
Now they're placing bets deciding who will
Be the first to feast
But we can flood the battlefield
With song and beer
Barrel-chested bankers buying billboards
By the score
Placing all their eggs in baskets
Made of future futile wars
Now their children fight in microcosmic
Mirrors of their game
And the messenger will always be to blame
There are centuries of seasons turning
White to green to brown
Cycling through each solar sequence
Turning temperaments around
When this incessant spinning ceases making
Dizzy all our days
We'll succumb to something stranger anyway
To some disaster of a
Disorienting brand new day
Barrel-chested bankers buying billboards
By the score
Placing all their eggs in baskets
Made of future futile wars
Now their children fight in microcosmic
Mirrors of their game
And the messenger will always be to blame
Yeah, the messenger will always be to blame