Из альбома: Everything Is True

Hey living thing, buy me a drink
and drive me out to the airport
give me two hundred dollars and say

the best thing anyone's ever said

if you steal every word
from your grandmother's purse
and lay them out on the dash board
we'll be fine...
we'll be fine.

Hey living thing, if you're turning in
I'll wake you when something changes
then I'll ring all the bells again
and you'll spill champagne in my shoes

We'll make rose-coloured smoke
from bad horoscopes,
confetti from news pages
and you'll be mine...
you'll be mine.

and the same heart attack
will keep feeding back
right under the street
skipping every other beat

(Hey living thing, let me in to the world you live in)

Hey living thing, you've waited for it
for billions counting backwards
like a dog on a fire escape,
like a bird in a basement

Now release your breath from its paper bag
and no matter what you hear
if green lights should rain down tonight
it means tomorrow's another year

The same heart attack
will keep feeding back
right under the street
skipping every other beat

Hey living thing, you're breathing again
you're breathing again

Hey living thing, you're breathing again
you're breathing again

Hey living thing, you're breathing again
you're breathing again

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