Listen to the sounds that are ringing all around you
These are the cries of the dying breed
Politics of hate you never get around to
Blood over brains that we never need
I saw you in the back, studied and relaxed
Fixed in the pose like a silent stone
Serenity intact, it’s the feeling that I lack
Life in the floors of a stable home

I can trace you in people like the sketch of a smell
You’re a breath to the runner in context
Close to the nerve but you rest so far away
And I have to give it up someday

Every time I close my eyes, I see you in front of me
Pretending in a love like this
I have no choice but to put you in back of me
Don’t cover my footsteps
Dead weight alright I know you’re no good for me
Dead weight alright I know you’re no richeous leader
Dead weight alright, that’s fine but get your hands off me
You’ve got to touch me with kid gloves
You’ve have to touch me with kid gloves


Body to the wind, you taught me how to stand still
I never felt so alive at once
Finger to the quick, yes I can feel your hands still
Pressed to the dream of the coming months
Cheer me up, cheer me up, I’m a miserable fuck
Cheer me up, cheer me up, I’m a tireless bore
Cheer me up, cheer me up, I’m invisibly stuck inside myself
Yeah, I’m a vanity whore

Because it’s race and it’s power at the center of life
We are blind to the people who needs us
But you’re the kind of person who could understand that fault
And I hope to measure you someday

When you compromise yourself like that, it’s a dedication
So real and unflinching