Lyrics Silent Arrow - David Thomas Broughton

Silent Arrow

I’m not the monster I’m painted to be
I’m good right to my bones
I have not inherited your wisdom
I’ve gone out on my own
I’ve gone out on my own
Ploughed a furrow, why do we play these games?
Pause for a thought
And so it goes
And so it goes
The most ordinary thing on Earth
A cloud has ruptured above us
A crack in the skin over our town
A spell in the air that we breathe
In the air that we breathe
In the air that we breathe
In the air that we breathe
In the air that we breathe
In the air that we breathe
And in the air that we breathe
There was a time when I was the only thing that didn’t make you sad
Now you’re sad all of the time and I can’t alter that
No, I can’t alter that
A fever dips into your heart like a silent arrow
Complicates any signs of joy with a blanket sorrow
With a blanket sorrow
With a blanket sorrow
With a blanket sorrow
Blanket sorrow
With a blanket sorrow