Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Paralyzed - Sixpence None The Richer


I look out to the fields
Where blood is shed upon the ground
I breathe in and breathe out
Change the channel mute the sound
I take a match a cigarette and a walk to clear my head
My stomach's reeling at the thought of all those human beings dead

I breathe in i breathe out
Then go down to do an interview
About a song three minutes long
I just need something to do
Especially when your dearest friend
Was sent to cover kosovo
His last assignment brought a bullet
And now he's gone he's gone

Chorus
Feels like i'm fiddlin' while rome is burning down
Should i lay my fiddle down take a rifle from the ground
I need the ghost to breathe a northern gale tonight
'cause i'm paralyzed i'm paralyzed

I packed his books up left the office
Went to tell the wife the news
She fell in shock the baby kicked
And shed a tear inside the womb
I breathed in i breathed out
Soaked the ground up with my eyes
It's hard to say a healing word
When your tongue is paralyzed

chorus

I breathe in i breathe out
I breathe in i breathe out
I breathe in i breathe out

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