Friday, April 23, 2010

Broken Bells: The High Road

We're bound to wait all night/ She's bound to run amok/ Invested enough in it anyhow/ To each his own/ The garden needs sorting out/ She curls her lips on the bow/ And I don't know if I'm dead or not/ To anyone

Come on and get the minimum/ Before you open up your eyes/ This army has so many heads/ To analyze/ Come on and get your overdose/ Collect it at the borderline/ And they want to get up in your head

Cause they know, and so do I/ The high road is hard to find/ A detour to your new life/ Tell all of your friends goodbye

The dawn to end all nights/ That's all we hoped it was/ A break from the warfare in your house/ To each his own/ The soldier is bailing out/ He curled his lips on a barrel/ And I don't know if the dead can talk/ To anyone

Come on and get the minimum/ Before you open up your eyes/ This army has so many heads/ Are you one of us/ Come on and get your overdose/ Collect it at the borderline/ And they want to get up in your head

Cause they know, and so do I/ The high road is hard to find/ A detour to your new life/ Tell all of your friends goodbye

It's too late to change your mind, you let loss be your guide/ It's too late to change your mind, you let loss be your guide/It's too late to change your mind, you let loss be your guide...

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