Lyrics Paragon Of Order - Owen Pallett

Paragon Of Order

Rage up the street a dog on a leash
Men try to corner me to get a piece
You don’t need to ask, you got it wrong
Child of a broken home can love anyone
And the unblinking eye that keeps track of our shit
It will look to the left when kids get lit
My muscles softened since I washed up here
And I traded the scythe for a cig and a bottle of beer
In the hollow distance
A man tries to be kind
The mainlander boy pays for the bath
They let you spend the night if you crash
And radiator drone, Sister Faith and Sister Chance
Children of broken homes, we will dance
And I face the ocean, pray for change
Freedom and loneliness, one and the same
I will pray in secret, says the scripture
And facing the ocean I silently whisper
In the hollow distance
A man tries to be kind
Godkiller’s alive!
Godkiller’s alive!