Duncan Sheik - Time And Good Fortune Lyrics
Drifter, what about her conversation? Drifter, how about an explanation Where you go, when you receive And why you never let her feed On all that truth you hold so dear But never let another near No one around My, don't we love No one around No, to the quiet gazes No, to the muttered phrases No, to the utter waste of Time and good fortune Taster of the poetry Of Pater, Prousi, and Socrates What are you to do but sleep And when are you to stop and weep For all your inability To mate with your own memory No one around My, don't we love No one around No, to the mindless gazes No, to the splintered phrases No, to the utter waste of Time and good fortune Singer, will the singing say it? Singer, would such saying change it? A whole long life spent tuning strings And will it now mean anything But empty chords that only bring An endless, voiceless sorrowing No one around My, don't we love No one around No, to the frightened gazes No, to the stuttered phrases No, to the utter waste of Time and good fortune Time and good fortune
