《Achilles and the Tortoise》歌词

歌曲： Achilles and the Tortoise

所属专辑：Man Overboard

歌手： Buck 65

时长： 07:20

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Achilles and the Tortoise - Buck 65[00:00:00]

This collection of sketches rough and scattered is arranged by instinct[00:00:32]

There's entropy at work but mostly it happened by accident[00:00:42]

Sure a story goes with this[00:00:49]

But for it to make sense you'd have to be me[00:00:51]

And for it to make dollars I would have to be something I despise[00:00:56]

Don't ask me how I managed no one gets paid to make change[00:01:03]

Every morning I salute the flag turn[00:01:12]

Grab the fingers of my left hand behind my back and continue my search[00:01:16]

I'm wondering how I got here[00:01:24]

Who besides me is responsible[00:01:28]

I'm not the young man I was when I first wrote the code[00:01:32]

Now I don't have it in me to fuss over much[00:01:38]

I need sleep more than ever before[00:01:42]

What remains of my violence is so precious[00:01:49]

I keep it all of it to myself[00:01:55]

What frightens me most now is my gradual loss of hearing[00:01:59]

I'm guided more and more by vibes[00:02:04]

I shield my eyes from flickering images[00:02:09]

And document my dreams with as much detail as possible[00:02:11]

I figure I'll write my book when its all I can do[00:02:17]

But I don't know[00:02:21]

Have you any idea how hot these sands are[00:02:25]

Ya I come in contact with the odd scavenger here and there[00:02:31]

But those encounters rarely amount to much[00:02:35]

I just gaze the same few black and white photographs[00:02:41]

Distant loves long lost souls diamonds of my most glorious moments[00:02:46]

I remember the gold rush[00:02:54]

Ya she makes me laugh now to think of the risks I took[00:02:56]

The monuments will remain and that's all that matters but the question always becomes[00:03:03]

Am I happy[00:03:13]

When young we mourn for one woman[00:03:26]

When we grow old for woman in general[00:03:31]

The tradgey in life is man is never free[00:03:37]

Yet strives for what can never be[00:03:42]

The thing most feared in secret always happens[00:03:48]

My life my love where are they now[00:03:53]

But the more the pain grows the more this instinct for life somehow asserts itself[00:03:58]

The necessary beauty in life is giving yourself to it completely[00:04:05]

Only later will it clarify itself as not coherent[00:04:11]

I wandered the fields and listen for the sound of drums[00:04:25]

The colder the ground becomes the closer I get I home[00:04:27]

The planets not fit to roam but with all the chaos[00:04:30]

But when I saw the savages I played the law of averages[00:04:32]

And when the river splits in half I start to lose my wits and laugh[00:04:35]

And cry at the same time there's nothing I can do about it[00:04:38]

Even though I wouldn't doubt it if the winds began to blow[00:04:40]

And carry the sounds of my voice to the lands below[00:04:43]

So I put my hands around my mouth and hollered to the sunken city[00:04:45]

That wallows in the filth of its own drunken pity[00:04:48]

And wait to see a signal but a signal is never seen[00:04:51]

Eventually fatigue builds inside me exponentially and so I sleep[00:04:53]

And dream that I'm able to fly[00:04:57]

They will respect a man with wings[00:04:59]

Later I awake in agony and learn[00:05:01]

That while I was sleeping the city had burned[00:05:03]

Shrugging my shoulders I paused and gathered thoughts[00:05:06]

Think twice about staying put then decide I rather not[00:05:08]

So I press on in my agnostic pilgrimage[00:05:11]

Knowing that I can swim deeper than the grim reaper[00:05:14]

Ready for whatever sea creatures may abound[00:05:16]

When the water swallows me and not the other way around[00:05:18]

Survival saw me through the mechanical district[00:05:21]

Starvation leads to being cannibalistic[00:05:24]

I have to rely on cons and silence and non talking quick[00:05:26]

Defending myself with nothing but this walking stick[00:05:29]

I've never had friends and no parental guidance[00:05:32]

I'm wild at heart and weird on top I'm feared nonstop[00:05:34]

Even though my rage is worn out[00:05:38]

My life's a book with several pages torn out[00:05:39]

I just climb trees and look for rhythm everywhere[00:05:42]

I used to be the town crier in a city of stone throwers[00:06:07]

Until my soul was laid bare and displayed in the pearled square[00:06:10]

Ignored more than a lot not less no one understood my thought process[00:06:13]

I was gagged and bound over noise complaints[00:06:17]

But commanding the resolve that destroys constraints[00:06:20]

I found my escape in a melding of memories[00:06:22]

The next thing I know I'm rowing this boat[00:06:26]

And blowing this note on an old tarnished trumpet[00:06:28]

Ever since then I've been wondering lots[00:06:33]

Watching the sky and pondering thoughts[00:06:36]

Strange angel music box genie[00:06:39]

Behind for some time and now I'm blind in one eye[00:06:41]

And how this happened exactly will never be known[00:06:43]

My thoughts take the shape of the hang man's house[00:06:50]

Never fails in time traveling salesman visiting[00:06:55]