Shearwater - Wildlife In America lyrics
[Shearwater - Wildlife In America lyrics]
Back before back in our school days
You were wild-eyed
Before the damage was done
We tasted that fear in our mouths on Sundays
And you know you know it's not living
When the wildfires
Were burning out on the lawns
You held your arms out
Primed for the ready line
With your crusader cross
And your small dose amphetamine
Gunning for the hours when
The sparks rain down but, you can't remember
Which was the last war or who it is now
When every shadow is a Saladin look at me
You must be dreaming we must be dreaming
Now they've gone scaled up and on the roads
They roll their heavy ranks over
With an ancient song
"Stay away from old thoughts
Old doubts and old feelings"
But keeping it so far down isn't easy
And you know it's too late
Late for a last war and it's too late
To back out of (your) real life
Into firelight
You must be dreaming we must be dreaming
Billy's in position he's rolling into town
Kicking in the door
That fucker's never coming down
He feels the slightest murmuration
A shiver in the heat
Skinny dogs and safety glass that's
Shattered in the street
It looks like diamonds
You've got your mother's eyes
You've got your father's heart
Look what it did to him, did
To him, did to him, did to him
You were wild-eyed
Before the damage was done
We tasted that fear in our mouths on Sundays
And you know you know it's not living
When the wildfires
Were burning out on the lawns
You held your arms out
Primed for the ready line
With your crusader cross
And your small dose amphetamine
Gunning for the hours when
The sparks rain down but, you can't remember
Which was the last war or who it is now
When every shadow is a Saladin look at me
You must be dreaming we must be dreaming
Now they've gone scaled up and on the roads
They roll their heavy ranks over
With an ancient song
"Stay away from old thoughts
Old doubts and old feelings"
But keeping it so far down isn't easy
And you know it's too late
Late for a last war and it's too late
To back out of (your) real life
Into firelight
You must be dreaming we must be dreaming
Billy's in position he's rolling into town
Kicking in the door
That fucker's never coming down
He feels the slightest murmuration
A shiver in the heat
Skinny dogs and safety glass that's
Shattered in the street
It looks like diamonds
You've got your mother's eyes
You've got your father's heart
Look what it did to him, did
To him, did to him, did to him