Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song February, 1878, artist - mewithoutYou. Album song Ten Stories, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 10.12.2015
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
February, 1878 |
February 8th, 1878 |
South of Trout Creek, west of Cedar Lake |
On a winding mountain trail of the North Pacific Union Rail |
The snow arrived on time, the circus train was running late |
Rip spot’s past and all the knuckles worn, |
Firebox bursting to the running boards |
A pounding in his chest, crushing like a cider press |
The hogger rode the throttle ‘round the bender like a flank-strapped horse |
«Let's return now to the dust as the dust we are; |
tonight, our bridal fate, the hour’s come to consummate!» |
And drove her massive body like a truck into the iron bars |
Limestone thrown from out the hopper’s back |
Ash Cat tossed against the diamond stack |
from cradle to caboose, the frozen bolts broke loose, |
sent that cage spinning like a dreidel off the icy tracks |
Run on, Rabbit, run! |
Before the East sky wakes the sun! |
Sails set to the dreadful cold, |
Until your anchor-heart takes hold |
Run on, Fox &Bear, |
From this dismal dream’s despair! |
Cast thoughts to in the open ocean of air |
Until your thread catch somewhere |
«Mother, please come along!» |
«My tusks are dull, my eyes, half-blind, |
too old to run, too big to hide, |
and have neither friend nor enemy, |
nor that phantom, ‘self'-identity |
nor concern for what ‘they'll' do to ‘me' |
now, my children, run free!» |
But Tiger, why sit still, |
As the officers climb the hill? |
What stars cast down their spears, |
cooled your fire with their tears? |
«Gone that siren’s sound, |
it’s a silence now pours down |
Gone, my next of kin, |
and all once without now lives within» |
«Topiary Tiger, once burned bright |
save your tales of gnostic sight |
and take heed on this (most) auspicious night! |
Topiary Tiger, once burned bright» |