Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Song to Pass the Time, artist - Bright Eyes. Date of issue: 02.07.2007
Song language: English
A Song to Pass the Time |
| There’s a middle-aged woman, she is dragging her feet |
| She carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat |
| While the Mexican children kick rocks into the street |
| And they laugh in a language I don’t understand |
| But I love them |
| Why do I love them? |
| So the neighborhood’s dimming, I smoke on the porch |
| Watch the people as they pass enclosed inside their cars |
| On their face it’s just anger or disappointment |
| I start wishing there was something I could offer them |
| A consolation |
| What could I offer them? |
| And they are sad in their suburbs, robots water the lawn |
| And everything they touch gets dusted spotless |
| So they started to believe they’ve not touched anything at all |
| And the cars in the driveway only multiply |
| Well they are lost in their houses |
| I’ve heard them sing in the shower |
| Making speeches to their sister on the telephone |
| Saying, «You come home, woman, you come here |
| Don’t stay so far away from me» |
| This weather has me wanting love more tangible |
| Something I can hold, cause it’s getting cold |
| Well I say hold up a fist to the flame in the sky |
| To block out the light that’s reaching for our eyes |
| Cause it would blind us |
| Yeah, it will blind us |
| Well I’ve locked my actions in the grooves of routine |
| So I may never be free of this apathy |
| But I wait for a letter that’s coming to me |
| She sends me pictures of the ocean in an envelope |
| So there still is hope |
| Yes, I can be healed |
| There’s someone looking for what I’ve concealed |
| In my secret drawer, in my pockets deep |
| You will find the reasons that I can’t sleep |
| And you’ll still want me |
| Will you still want me? |
| Will you still want me? |
| Well I said come for the week, you can sleep in my bed |
| And pass through my life like a dream through my head |
| It will, it will be easy |
| I’ll make it easy |
| All I have for the moment is a song to pass the time |
| And a melody to keep me from worrying |
| It’s some simple progression to keep my fingers busy |
| And words that are sure to come back to me |
| And they’ll be laughing |
| Yeah, they’ll be laughing |
| (Ha, ha, ha, ha) |
| My mediocrity |
| My mediocrity |
| (They'll be laughing) |