lirik lagu tyler lyle - on parry sound (onward goldmund!)
upstairs is your neighbor, do us a favor
ask him to take off his heavy shoes
when no reply came, we sang the refrain
“the god who made beauty made ugly too”
i′m trying to seduce you, if you want the whole truth
every line i write is meant for you
though it’s pathetic, i don′t regret it
the god who made wisdom also made us fools
so i ask the meaning of the sunset
a dead poet answers; “you can’t fight fate”
went to the garden to ask adam
and god interrupted; “yes. yes you may”
i said to the void “well who are you?”
and i heard my echo; “well who are you?”
though it’s pathetic, now i understand it
the world is a question; “well who are you?”
i am my father′s son
two islands bridged by water
my heart′s a burning sun
i’ll give it to my daughter
now we must start with shovels in dark
and a topographic map of the heart
that truth was a lie that our parents sold us
but we got to find the words that are our own
if we′re only atoms, matter and gravity
why do you make your case with such poetry?
i heard king midas is throwing a party
i’d like to meet him
doubt i′ll shake his hand
then there’s the dead theologian
with their flow charts
that don′t know the first thing
about your beating heart
limits of knowledge
some magician started
but i’ve seen the sunset
on parry’s sound
i am my mother′s son
two parts bourbon and one part water
the spirit and the blood
can′t have one without the other
where is your neighbor? do us a favor
we miss the sound of his heavy shoes
when no reply came, we sang a refrain
“the god who made ugly made beauty too”
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