Conor Oberst and The Mystic Valley Band - Cape Canaveral lyrics

Oh, oh, oh brother totem pole I saw your legends lined up And I never felt more natural Apart, I just came apart Please, please, please sister Socrates You always answer with a question Show some kindness to a petty thief Forgive, you did forgive Saw the migrants smoke in the old orange grove And the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral You've been a father to me In 1960's speak In the comatose joy that we're on TV While the mountain's side was shining Wild colors of my destiny I watched your face age backwards Changing shape in my memory You told me victory's sweet Even deep in the cheap seats Hey, hey, hey mother interstate Can you deliver me from evil Make me honest make me wedding cake Atone, I will atone Wait, wait, wait mighty outer-space All that flying saucer terror Made me lazy drinking lemonade A waste, it just went to waste Like the Freon cold out the hotel door Or the white rocket fade over Cape Canaveral You've been a daughter to me Your buried shoe-box grief I felt your poltergeist love like savannah heat While the waterfall was pouring Crazy symbols of my destiny I watched your face die backwards Little baby in my memory A lonely victory sweet Even deep in the cheap seats And you don't judge me That's not your style But I won't see you for a little while And there's no worries Whose got time All these changes are going to fill your mind Like the citrus glow off the old orange grove Or the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral It's been a nightmare to me Some 1980's grief Gives me parachute dreams Like old war movies While the universe was drawn Perfect circles form infinity Saw the stars get smaller Tiny diamonds in my memory I know that victory is sweet Even deep in the cheap seats