Bright Eyes - A Machine Spiritual (In The People's Key) Lyrics
The people's keyRinging through arena seatsThe black machinePlayed it all from memoryA fever dreamWell, I'll come back eventuallyTo wade into the waterAnother and anotherWe goForm some kind of codeThe bodies floatAnd form some kind of codeThe bodies floatSomeone's out to knowPapa hoboDon't hide your eyesMother mountainDon't kill your unborn childHis day is comingHis day is comingA question burnsBeneath the centuries of dirtThat voice you've heardWell, every head's a different worldWell, mine's concernedI boarded up the windowsA catatonic plateauA backwards black-faced minstrel showSo just let me goThe prisoner moansOh, just let me goThe prisoner moansNo one has to knowEva Braun went to dye her hairLittle Hitler sighs in his giant's chairAnd dreamed of nowhereAnd dreamed of nowhereAnd dreamedThe people's keyRinging filling everythingThe theme repeatsThinner than the galaxyImpart to meYour wisdom and eventuallyI'll float into the etherAnother from anotherWe growForm some kind of codeA flesh at boneWe form some kind of codeA flesh at boneNo, you're not aloneHistory bows and it steps asideIn the jungle there's columns of purple lightWe're starting overWe're starting overWe're startingWe're starting
