Loom
Loom - Patience For Books songtekst
Je score:
Among the beams and rafters The crooked halls of home The endless weight of myths on sons Betrays your gentler tones Your timid throat And your winter bones And he'll dress you in his diction Wrap you in silence thick as thieves Then he'll hide you in the blur That takes the place Of all the days He wrings his hands For your ringing ears But this city It just made me sick for the country And I longed for tomorrow And then longed for (lamented) it's passing And I grew up in the scraps Of an American mythology That's never felt quite right to me Yet I slept there amongst A history of apologies As they crept their crooked path To the heart of me But I'll give back the medals You've won for your bravery Just to silence the hum Of this ceaseless machinery But sometimes instruments speak far louder than words And sometimes you hear what you've seen and can't forget what you've heard And sometimes children disgrace our reliance on words And yes dear, sometimes these pages have nothing to tell us of god