Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brim, artist - Take One Car. Album song It's Going to Be a Nice Day, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 20.02.2012
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Brim |
Lookout my son |
Stare straight into his eyes |
You can’t hide from the wicked you’ve done |
But don’t fret, in this life you’ll be terribly missed |
As you enter the others |
And they’ll open the earth |
Prepare our little white beds |
And a stone to say here rests your sweet little head |
In the morning the dew settles down on the grave |
That now is your home |
But on into the night, we’ll rise right up from the grave |
And we’ll find them and stare them all dead in the face |
This machine won’t forget a single thing that you’ve done |
In this life and others. |
Six feet down’s where you’re gonna sleep |
Six feet of this earth’s gonna set you free |
Six feet down’s where you’re gonna sleep |
And my face will be the last that you see |
I must confess I wished to find the boy |
In the midst of some unthinkable crime |
But when the moment came to end his life |
I looked into his hopeless little eyes |
And I turned away |
And I recalled my father many years before |
As we sat and watched a robin mend her torn and tattered nest |
Only to have the wind come knock it down again |
And I cursed the evil gale that cast her nest |
And shattered each and every egg |
And I hear my fathers voice once again |
And he says, |
«We must forgive.» |
Oh don’t you know |
I’m the dirt’s dirt |
Worse than the worst you’ve ever known |
I built my home out of prickers and wire |
And from my windowsill I see |
That there’s never been any hope for me |