
Date of issue: 07.03.2010
Record label: Matador
Song language: English
Even Heroes Have to Die |
Well, didn’t you look sharp with your boots when you met me on the path? |
From two-tone to downtown Beirut but only halfway back |
Stealing bits of wisdom from the shelf |
Turned prisons into prisms of the self |
And what do they know about the springtime or me and you? |
Born in the midst of the long hot summer we lived through |
Did they see you run for every rhyme? |
Did we run for running out of time? |
When even heroes have to die |
No one lives forever, love, no one’s wise to try |
We’re adding our own wisdom to the shelf |
Stealing bits of paper, we had help |
But working away, did we miss the passing of the time? |
In your own flame you can wither though your passions still outshine |
Did you read the writing on the wall? |
Prophesying doom upon us all |
But even heroes have to die |
No one lives forever, love, no one’s wise to try |
But hidden in the writing on the wall |
Many are the beauties of the fall |
Name | Year |
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One Polaroid a Day | 2010 |
The Stick | 2010 |
Bottled in Cork | 2010 |
Mourning in America | 2010 |
The Mighty Sparrow | 2010 |
Woke Up Near Chelsea | 2010 |
Tuberculoids Arrive in Hop | 2010 |
Gimme the Wire | 2010 |
Last Days | 2010 |
Bartomelo and the Buzzing of Bees | 2010 |
Where Was My Brain | 2010 |
Ativan Eyes | 2010 |