lyrics
There’s a hall that he sings inside,
Wall’s nailed down.
A hardwood sound that expands
Like a great Northern avalanche,
Changing continents.
Love idea on a Saturday.
Has a friend that he meets sometimes
When we’re both home.
Yeah, they drink sometimes,
Too much, I know,
But it’s good to be understood:
I got jokes, I got bombs
That are waiting to blow.
I’ve got gold road mines.
I think that I’d like a child someday
When we’re both old.
And we can build her a hall
Where the sky won’t fall,
Echoing back at her
Love idea on a Saturday.
When do these feelings die?
It’s just desire, it’s just desire.
Little girl, when I look at you I see
A thousand fleets, ships
Of Greece, green
Seas, dark hair,
Gold wrists,
Wars are made of this
And so is progress, I guess.
But when do these feelings die?
It’s just desire, It’s just
Gold roadmines.
Gold road, mine.
credits
from
O.K.,
released December 16, 2009
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