Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wild Sage, artist - The Mountain Goats. Album song Get Lonely, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 20.08.2006
Record label: 4AD
Song language: English
Wild Sage |
I leave the house as soon as it gets light outside |
Like a prisoner breaking out of jail |
And I steal down to Business 15−501 |
Like I had a bounty hunter on my tail |
And somebody stops to pick me up |
But he drops me off just down the block |
And along the highway where the empty spirits breathe |
Wild sage growing in the weeds |
Walked down the soft shoulder and I count my steps |
Heading vaguely eastward, sun in my eyes |
And I lose my footing and I skin my hands, breaking my fall |
And I laugh to myself and look up at the skies |
And then I think I hear angels in my ears |
Like marbles being thrown against a mirror |
And along the highway, where unlucky stray dogs bleed |
Wild sage growing in the weeds |
And some days I don’t miss my family |
And some days I do |
And some days I think I’d feel better if I tried harder |
Most days I know it’s not true |
I lay down right where I fell, cold grass in my face |
And I hear the traffic like the rhythm of the tides |
And I stare at the scrape on the heel of my hand |
'Til it doesn’t sting so much |
And until the blood’s dried |
And when somebody asks if I’m ok, I don’t know what to say |
And along the highway, from cast-off, innumerable seeds |
Wild sage growing in the weeds |