Owen Pallett - On a Path Lyrics
Dig, dig for silver in the name of keeping the orderSilver is nothing more than the displacement of waterIt's a trick of the light on the face of your daughter (and/or your son)The rising tide of intellectThe room a holy messA copy of "The Dispossessed"The room a holy messYou say you'll never go home but the truth is you never left itAt the top of the Canyon we look down at what can be createdBy vote, created by bill, created by voteBy vote, by bill, by voteYou stand in a city that you don't know anymoreSpending every year bent over from the weight of the year beforeYou stand in a city that you don't know anymoreWe tried to rule the world but we couldn't get beyond the front doorI was a kid without a heart, my chest an empty cavityA hole to be filled with the multitudes around meSo why didn't you say, why didn't you say so when you could see?We gotta call the whole thing off, get out before the dropWe gotta call the whole thing off, get out before the dropI stood for a city but I don't know anymore, I don't know anymoreI stood for a city but I don't know anymore, no I don't know anymoreI stood for a city that I don't know anymoreSpending every year bent over from the weight of the year beforeClap hands for a city that we don't know anymoreSee the sun coming out as we walk the last mile of the lake shore
