Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On My Way To Work, artist - Bright Eyes. Album song Every Day and Every Night, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 31.10.1999
Record label: Saddle Creek Europe
Song language: English
On My Way To Work |
there is a car parked where the block begins |
and there are people singing praises |
say it’s all because of him |
and there is a bird perched on a frayed wet wire |
and his voice sings out for a lover |
but its covered by the choir of voices |
reaching way beyond the rafters |
with devotion they perform these sacred tasks |
they cross themselves and offer up their checkbooks |
slight suffering is not too much to ask |
besides we all are making money |
and we are all fucking alone |
and we don’t know what we are doing |
maybe just buying us some hope |
because we know that we are lonely |
yeah, lonely that’s for sure |
and the older ones are coughing |
and the older ones are dying |
maybe we are all dying |
i pass a graveyard on my way to work |
today i saw two dozen white roses |
on a fresh new mound of dirt |
and i wondered about the occupant |
when the darkness finally swallowed him was he calm and content |
or was he sweating in a struggle to keep breathing, |
ripping apart the sheets that dressed his bed |
crying out loud for someone to help him |
and collapsing on his back all pale and dead |
maybe it’s me who’s this unstable |
always obsessed about the end |
why can’t i let what happens happen? |
and just enjoy the time i spend |
oh how i wish it was so easy |
but when there is no point to anything it can get a bit confusing |
why is that i keep going? |
why is that we keep going? |