Lyrics Mama, Won't You Keep Them Castles in the Air Burning? - Clap Your Hands Say Yeah

Mama, Won't You Keep Them Castles in the Air Burning?

Invisible like all the reasons
dark and cold like all the seasons
things are not as you would have them
I’m no man, and you’re no woman
I guess I hope to see you sometime
though our paths will never inter-
twine again
I hope you notice
I’m no hare and you’re no tortoise
and I’m touched by the same
sad feeling of dread
just know that you can’t
wait to see me dead
and idea in your head
anda compass in your hand
on a mission
to a foreign land
so now I’m out for political favors
a salary that corresponds with labor
big house and a morning paper
good fences that make good neighbors
I’m at the end
this here my rope
another year
another year to write and read the book I wrote
now dialing out
for a good time
to bathroom wall
toss it a dime
dead king dead swing
Ali look out
we have new rules
to do without
you talk of Jesus
until I’m well read
the man is
swimming
swimming
swimming in my head
why settle down?
why even try?
my tiger mo mouth
meet bloodless eye
so drop dead stock
what fallen tree?
I leave New York
for other cities
which let me play
with gas nd fire
took out an ad
best friend for hire
know that Mama told me
never to come
but I cam softly, slowly
banging me metal drum
like berryman
bed-wet poet fears
that better men drink taller beers
like scientists
I lost my gloves
to bloody fists
and harder drugs
so plit the night
and we get young
like sacred cow
without a tongue who sang a song sing
«time does not cut deep…
but cust most absurdly…»
so la da dum