Bright Eyes - Firewall lyrics

rate me

do my best to sleep through the caterwaul

Ther classicists, the posturing avant-garde

I bought a grey macaw named him Jules Vern

He'll probably outlive me he's a bright bird

Keeps me company I teach him new words

I saw a hologram at the theme park

She looked as real as me through the white fog

Then she melted down to her ankles

Turned into a million-watt candle

If I knew where she went I would follow

Walking through the land of tomorrow

Martian trinkets, plastic Apollos

In the sunshine try to act normal

My veins are full of flat cherry-cola

Slept on a bench by the rollercoaster

Dreamt I was riding on a motorbike

Lion of Judah painted on the side

I'm doing fine, I'm back in the Palisades

Life's a wash, a pastoral school play

China shops and cold ivory towers

I and I make toasts to the Caesars

Forcing down the dregs of Decembers

Madeline she spins in a slow bang

All through the house the strong smell of burnt sage

Let's make it clean and run out the spirits

I know a diving bell when I hear it

We're going down now under the surface

Light to dark can shift in an instant

Feeling close but keeping my distance

On all fours she's just so insistent

Fills my mind with jump ropes and slit wrists

Bust through the Firewall into heaven

Then I'm standing in that blinding light

Crooked crosses falling from the sky

Seen yeah seen by I and I