Okkervil River - I Guess We Lost lyrics
[Okkervil River - I Guess We Lost lyrics]
Lists of swinging fists nobody saw
That were slicing through air at the foot
Of a stair of a bar
Make beds of busted heads
Pillowed and puffed
In some quiet and cordoned emergency
Ward they left us
So we always demurred with
An ill-advised word
From some enemy's ill-equipped tongue
Sizzled and burned at our backs
So we learned to dodge
I guess we lost
Staring down the cliffs with my crew-cut
I had turned twenty-three and
Believed I was dangerous
Lists of swinging hips down in the clubs
They were holding their swerve
I am perfectly sure, for us
And a photograph says what a photograph is
Holy shit, were our faces so young!
All pissed and thin-lipped as
We tippled and tripped it was fun
Guess we're done
Lies and flying flies sapping our blood
We fall down, sliding down, slipping
Slamming the ground cause we're fucked
So I went down to the mystic
All head-ached and heart-sick
In line with the beggars and bums
Paid his price and he slurred
"My advice is to turn and to run"
Well, I guess we're dumb
So it's just gather around, partygoers
That's if you're still living
And not wasted, washed-up, watered down
And not dead or death-wishing
Those trumpets won't blow
The professional driver got lost
And all of those rulers and priests
From the highest to least ave
Been lined up and shot
How I prayed and I hoped it
Would lead to some moment
When all of it just flew apart
How I wished and I schemed it
From whisper to scream
How I wanted to just hold your heart
In the palm of my hand and just watch
As it slows and it stops
Call the cops we're star-crossed
We've gone numb well, it was fun!
Well, I guess we lost i guess we're done
That were slicing through air at the foot
Of a stair of a bar
Make beds of busted heads
Pillowed and puffed
In some quiet and cordoned emergency
Ward they left us
So we always demurred with
An ill-advised word
From some enemy's ill-equipped tongue
Sizzled and burned at our backs
So we learned to dodge
I guess we lost
Staring down the cliffs with my crew-cut
I had turned twenty-three and
Believed I was dangerous
Lists of swinging hips down in the clubs
They were holding their swerve
I am perfectly sure, for us
And a photograph says what a photograph is
Holy shit, were our faces so young!
All pissed and thin-lipped as
We tippled and tripped it was fun
Guess we're done
Lies and flying flies sapping our blood
We fall down, sliding down, slipping
Slamming the ground cause we're fucked
So I went down to the mystic
All head-ached and heart-sick
In line with the beggars and bums
Paid his price and he slurred
"My advice is to turn and to run"
Well, I guess we're dumb
So it's just gather around, partygoers
That's if you're still living
And not wasted, washed-up, watered down
And not dead or death-wishing
Those trumpets won't blow
The professional driver got lost
And all of those rulers and priests
From the highest to least ave
Been lined up and shot
How I prayed and I hoped it
Would lead to some moment
When all of it just flew apart
How I wished and I schemed it
From whisper to scream
How I wanted to just hold your heart
In the palm of my hand and just watch
As it slows and it stops
Call the cops we're star-crossed
We've gone numb well, it was fun!
Well, I guess we lost i guess we're done