Текст песни: Bright Eyes - A Song To Pass The Time



There`s a middle-aged woman, she`s dragging her feet

She carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat

While the Mexican children, kick rocks into the street

And they laugh in a language I don`t understand

But I love them, why do I love them?

So the neighborhood`s dimming, I smoke on the porch

Watch the people as they pass enclosed inside their cars

On their faces just anger or disappointment

I start wishing there was something I could offer them

A consolation, what could I offer them?

Well, they are sad in their suburbs, robots water the lawn

and everything they touch gets dusted spotless

And so they start to believe they`ve not touched anything at all

And the cars in the driveway only multiply

Well, They are lost in their houses

I`ve heard them sing in the shower

Making speeches to their sister on the telephone

Saying, "You come home, woman, you come here

Don`t stay so far away from me"

This weather has me wanting love more tangible

Something I can hold

cause it`s getting cold

Let`s hold up our fists to the flame in the sky

To block out the light that`s reaching for our eyes

Cause it, cause it would blind us

Yeah it will blind us

Well, I`ve locked my actions in the grooves of routine

So I may never be free of this apathy

But I wait for a letter that`s coming to me

She sends me pictures of the ocean in an envelope

So there still is hope, yes, I can be healed

There is someone looking for what I`ve concealed

In my secret drawer, in my pockets deep

You will find the reasons that I can`t sleep

And you will still want me

But will you still want me?

Will you still want me?

Well i said "Come for the week, you can sleep in my bed

And pass through my life like a dream through my head

It will be easy

I`ll make it easy"

But, all I have for the moment is a song to pass the time

And a melody to keep me from worrying

Some simple progression to keep my fingers busy

And words that are sure to come back to me

And they`ll be laughing

And they`ll be laughing

My mediocrity, my mediocrity

Yeah they`ll be laughing

Yeah they`ll be laughing

They will be laughing

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There`s a middle-aged woman, she`s dragging her feet

She carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat

While the Mexican children, kick rocks into the street

And they laugh in a language I don`t understand

But I love them, why do I love them?

So the neighborhood`s dimming, I smoke on the porch

Watch the people as they pass enclosed inside their cars

On their faces just anger or disappointment

I start wishing there was something I could offer them

A consolation, what could I offer them?

Well, they are sad in their suburbs, robots water the lawn

and everything they touch gets dusted spotless

And so they start to believe they`ve not touched anything at all

And the cars in the driveway only multiply

Well, They are lost in their houses

I`ve heard them sing in the shower

Making speeches to their sister on the telephone

Saying, "You come home, woman, you come here

Don`t stay so far away from me"

This weather has me wanting love more tangible

Something I can hold

cause it`s getting cold

Let`s hold up our fists to the flame in the sky

To block out the light that`s reaching for our eyes

Cause it, cause it would blind us

Yeah it will blind us

Well, I`ve locked my actions in the grooves of routine

So I may never be free of this apathy

But I wait for a letter that`s coming to me

She sends me pictures of the ocean in an envelope

So there still is hope, yes, I can be healed

There is someone looking for what I`ve concealed

In my secret drawer, in my pockets deep

You will find the reasons that I can`t sleep

And you will still want me

But will you still want me?

Will you still want me?

Well i said "Come for the week, you can sleep in my bed

And pass through my life like a dream through my head

It will be easy

I`ll make it easy"

But, all I have for the moment is a song to pass the time

And a melody to keep me from worrying

Some simple progression to keep my fingers busy

And words that are sure to come back to me

And they`ll be laughing

And they`ll be laughing

My mediocrity, my mediocrity

Yeah they`ll be laughing

Yeah they`ll be laughing

They will be laughing

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