Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Weather, artist - New Model Army. Album song From Here, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 22.08.2019
Record label: Союз Мьюзик по лицензии earMUSIC
Song language: English
The Weather |
We will not be satisfied, for there is nothing we cannot alter |
Until we find a cure of death, until we walk upon the water |
There came a time when I could make sense of nothing |
I went down to a little shrine to wash away the sins I was carrying |
There came a moment of absolution |
The blessed light shone down from the heavens |
Was just about the time that the gunmen burst in firing |
It’s pretty hard to think at all when all about is screaming |
Electricity charge crackles in the air |
The lightning is going to strike but we don’t know where |
Or when, we just know that it’s coming |
And we change just like the weather |
The winds blow a little stronger |
The high tide reaches a little further up the beach |
And the sun burns hotter |
And we all grow a little madder |
As the pressure rises up a little higher |
And you and I we just get harder |
And the spaces between us wider |
Now beauty and landscapes are what appear on the screen |
Where the forests have been manicured and the oceans clean |
Through the telescopic sights, the drones and the satellites |
We can sit back in a chair and stalk our prey |
We command the machines and the machines obey |
The animals turn in panic and try to get away |
We fetishize the things we love and then kill them anyway |
And deep in the ground, amongst the bones |
A million dragon’s teeth are sown |
While high above the systems realign |
In a swirl of water and air |
And we change just like the weather |
The wind blows a little stronger |
The high tides reach a little further above the beach |
And the sun burns hotter |
And we all grow a little madder |
As the pressure creeps up a little higher |
And the rivers flow a little deeper |
As the floodwaters stretch a little further |
And the hillsides they just grow drier |
And the fires catch a little faster |
And you and I we just get harder |
And the spaces between us wider |
And we change just like the weather |
The winds blow a little stronger |
The high tide reaches a little further up the beach |
And the sun burns hotter |
And the hillsides they just grow drier |
And the fires catch a little faster |
And you and I we just get harder |
And the spaces between us wider |