Zookeeper

Zookeeper - Becoming All Things lyrics

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Our time is up



I need you to be ready



The war is coming



The army up and running



And you know I'll go too



The night is young, yes



I'm watching you shift 



Those stones inside your belly



And hiding my eyes



Sure you'd recognize



The mutiny in them swelling  



See I gave my heart to some mad God



Never cared for the incision



And the prisons dark 



As I slip between these bars and greet these visions...



Just the stock brokers 



And the monsignors chasing prostitutes through the Bowery



Past the Dow + Jones 



Monday's junkie models bones feed the furnaces on Friday



And the climbers wake in the streets having fallen 



Back down into town from the mountains surrounding 



And a two dollar Staple Singers tape plays from somewhere



I think that it's 'Freedom Highway' but I ain't sure



And the vendors sell pride but what transfers is hate



Some lie that you're better or normal or safe



And terror's a sea that just swells inside each of us



Just within reach of us, keeping our peace from us



And the city's lit up like a fireworks display



Where tonight it's the head of this state on a plate



And Saint Francis, Zookeeper, minding the grave



Poor Jesus he just wanders round in that cage



Becoming all things                 



Becoming all things



Becoming all things



Becoming all things




                   
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Language: English

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