Conor Oberst - To All the Lights in the Windows lyrics

rate me

Moses up on the mountainside

What a place to meet

He brought his pad and his pencil

Poured himself some gypsy tea

And all the world's multiplicity

They turn his brain and his soul to stone

He drew his face on a tablet

And carried it back home

Jesus off in the water

Standing on his feet

Yeah, that's the thing about charisma

It makes everyone believe

That there is nothing impossible

When I'm with you and when you're with me

I got a sad sinking feeling

That that can never be

But I'm going to do what I can for you

I will make a plea

To all the lights in the windows

The puddles in the streets

And all the lovers that you've been teasing

From your balcony

May they carry you

You far from my memory

Solomon heard a protest

From the lower court

Reached in his ear for a silver dollar

Just like he'd done before

He tossed it high, said that wisdom's fickle

And chance is God's retort

And handed them a sentence

It was death by Trojan horse

Pharoah woke from a bad dream

Splashed some water on his face

When it's a matter of nightmares you had

Better ask a slave

And he may tell you a famine's coming

Or he may look away

If he's kind then return it

Let him lick your plate

But I'mma do what I can for you

I will make a plea

To all the birds in the chimneys

The whales up on the beach

And all the footsteps that you've been hearing

Like a tympani

May they carry you far from your enemies

I'mma do what I can for you

I will make a plea

To all the lights in the windows

The puddles in the streets

And all the hours that you've been sitting

At your vanity

May they carry you

You far from your misery

May they carry you, you far

Jesus off in the water

Standing on his feet

Yeah, that's the thing about charisma

It makes everyone believe

That there is nothing impossible

When I'm with you and when you're with me

I got a sad sinking feeling

I got a sad sinking feeling

I got a sad sinking feeling that will never be