Onsind - Either he's dead or my watch has stopped" lyrics
[Onsind - Either he's dead or my watch has stopped" lyrics]
We have nothing to lose but our chains
I feel, an endless train of cash boxes and
Heavy purses wrought in steel
Like Jacob Marley dragging his
I'm a weary captive, bound
Mine tie me to a student loan and
Every rare LP I've ever found
I'm just another naive prole
With revolution of the mind
But, I'd fight a line of riot police
If it'd help to clear the sky
I'm not looking for an answer
To some big scary question
A missing link to clarify it all
We take each second as it comes and every now
And then some light shines down on us
Enjoy those moments in the sun
We know Marley died a rich but lonely man
And yet, it's a very simple lesson we
Keep learning to forget
A Dickensian analogy spun out into a song
Melancholia and Marxism
This must be where I belong
I'm just another lonesome fool
With revolution on the brain
But, I'd bomb the royal bank if
It'd blow the clouds away
I'm not looking for an answer
To some big scary question
A missing link to clarify it all
We take each second as it comes and every now
And then some light shines down on us
Enjoy those moments in the sun
I built a shield to block the sky
Swathed in shade I shut my eyes
I wish that I had tried to take my own advice
Look up and let yourself be blinded
(I wish that I had tried
To take my own advice)
I feel, an endless train of cash boxes and
Heavy purses wrought in steel
Like Jacob Marley dragging his
I'm a weary captive, bound
Mine tie me to a student loan and
Every rare LP I've ever found
I'm just another naive prole
With revolution of the mind
But, I'd fight a line of riot police
If it'd help to clear the sky
I'm not looking for an answer
To some big scary question
A missing link to clarify it all
We take each second as it comes and every now
And then some light shines down on us
Enjoy those moments in the sun
We know Marley died a rich but lonely man
And yet, it's a very simple lesson we
Keep learning to forget
A Dickensian analogy spun out into a song
Melancholia and Marxism
This must be where I belong
I'm just another lonesome fool
With revolution on the brain
But, I'd bomb the royal bank if
It'd blow the clouds away
I'm not looking for an answer
To some big scary question
A missing link to clarify it all
We take each second as it comes and every now
And then some light shines down on us
Enjoy those moments in the sun
I built a shield to block the sky
Swathed in shade I shut my eyes
I wish that I had tried to take my own advice
Look up and let yourself be blinded
(I wish that I had tried
To take my own advice)