《Waste of Paint》歌词

歌曲： Waste of Paint

所属专辑：Lifted or The Story is in the Soil Keep Your Ear to the Ground

歌手： Bright Eyes

时长： 06:30

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Waste Of Paint - Bright Eyes[00:00:01]

I have a friend he's mostly made of pain [00:00:09]

He wakes up drives to work [00:00:13]

And then straight back home again [00:00:14]

He once cut one of my nightmares out of paper [00:00:18]

I thought it was beautiful I put it on a record cover [00:00:22]

And I tried to tell him he had a sense of color[00:00:27]

And composition so magnificent [00:00:32]

And he said "Thank you please but your flattery is truly not becoming me [00:00:35]

Your eyes are poor You are blind [00:00:42]

You see no beauty could have come from me [00:00:44]

I am a waste of breath of space of time "[00:00:48]

I knew a woman she was dignified and true [00:00:58]

Her love for her man was one of her many virtues [00:01:02]

Until one day she found out that he had lied[00:01:07]

And she decided the rest of her life [00:01:11]

From that point on would be a lie [00:01:13]

But she was grateful for everything that had happened [00:01:17]

And she was anxious for all that would come next [00:01:21]

But then she wept [00:01:25]

What did you expect In that big [00:01:27]

Old house with the cars she kept [00:01:29]

"Oh " and "such is life " she often said With one day leading to the next [00:01:31]

You get a little closer to your death which was fine with her [00:01:38]

She never got upset and with all the days she may have left [00:01:42]

She would never clean another mess or fold his shirts or look her best [00:01:47]

She was free to waste away alone [00:01:54]

Last night my brother he got drunk and drove [00:02:05]

And this cop pulled him off to the side of the road [00:02:09]

And he said "Officer Officer You have got the wrong man [00:02:13]

No no I'm a student of medicine [00:02:18]

The son of a banker you don't understand "[00:02:19]

The cop said "No one got hurt [00:02:23]

You should be thankful And your carelessness [00:02:25]

It is something awful And no [00:02:28]

I can't just let you go And though your father's name is known [00:02:33]

Your decisions now are yours alone [00:02:38]

You're nothing but a stepping stone[00:02:41]

On a path to debt to loss to shame "[00:02:45]

The last few months I have been living with this couple [00:02:57]

Yeah you know the kind who buy everything in doubles [00:03:02]

They fit together like a puzzle [00:03:07]

And I love their love and I am thankful that someone actually[00:03:11]

Receives the prize that was promised by all those fairy tales that drugged us [00:03:16]

And they still do me I'm sick lonely no laurel tree just green envy [00:03:24]

Will my number come up eventually [00:03:30]

Like Love is some kind of lottery [00:03:33]

Where you can scratch and see what is underneath It's "Sorry" [00:03:36]

Just one cherry "Play Again " Get lucky [00:03:43]

So I have been hanging out down by the train's depot No I don't ride [00:03:53]

I just sit and watch the people there [00:03:58]

And they remind me of wind up cars in motion [00:04:02]

The way they spin and turn and jockey for positions [00:04:06]

And I want to scream out that it all is nonsense [00:04:11]

All your lives one track can't you see it's pointless [00:04:15]

But then my knees give under me [00:04:19]

My head feels weak and[00:04:22]

Suddenly it is clear to see that it is not them but me [00:04:24]

Who has lost my self-identity [00:04:28]

As I hide behind these books I read while scribbling my poetry [00:04:32]

Like art could save a wretch like me [00:04:38]

With some ideal ideology that no one can hope to achieve [00:04:41]

And I am never real; it is just a sketch of me [00:04:47]

And everything I made is trite and cheap[00:04:50]

And a waste of paint of tape of time [00:04:54]

So now I park my car down by the cathedral [00:05:09]

Where floodlights point up at the steeples [00:05:14]

Choir practice was filling up with people [00:05:18]

I hear the sound escaping as an echo [00:05:22]

Sloping off the ceiling at an angle [00:05:28]

When voices blend they sound like angels [00:05:32]

I hope there is some room still in the middle [00:05:37]

But when I lift my voice up now to reach them [00:05:42]

The range is too high way up in heaven [00:05:46]

So I hold my tongue forget the song [00:05:50]

Tie my shoe and start walking off [00:05:53]

And try to just keep moving on with my broken heart and my absent God[00:05:56]

And I have no faith but it is all I want [00:06:02]

To be loved and believe in my soul in my soul[00:06:07]