Doomtree - The Bends lyrics

(Dessa) Leave when the snow melts / on the first clear night / River runs deep / walk against it / Walk til the Southern Cross peaks on the west edge / of the brine lake at the dredged end / Ruts in the mud, then gravel, then a paved one / left at the Amoco, right at the station / First train—wait / take the second headed east / window seat, pretty girl with the gold teeth / has a hotel key with your name on it / Stay on it til the train hits the border in the morning / Duck the conductor, leave through the back door / wait for my sign on the platform / Smoke on the skyline / welcome to Delphi / They’ll come with questions / answer what you can / everybody knows the new oracle’s at hand (Hook) Oh, there prolly ain’t another way / and I watch so amazed / and float through everyday / hoping I don’t float away / that I don’t float away (Stef) Cold world, no blanket / dark nights, no Batman, what up? / I keep a nail in the hand and a hammer on the nightstand / locked in, no B plan / Keep the mouth shut, let em stay lost / radio up, radio off / Either no guts or it’s so what / rather read up then trust my neck to the blood s** / Full moon, hand fulla silver bullets / high noon all day with these a**holes / How soon is too soon to pull it when I doubt they count they paces at all / So fly took a bullet in the wax wing / so high but didn’t get the chance to melt / so tight how when he came down didn’t even look scared / just eased on back into the veldt (Hook) (Sims) The woods are deep / yeah them woods are deep / I was drinking that cheap sh** to fall asleep / and really solely to hold my feet / because these days I’ve been taking that heavy so lightly / that I might float away completely / in my psyche I’m the natural man in a Black Friday stampede / LED murder spree for cheap / and the video screams Worldstar War Z / I’m feeling dirty but feeling so good I just smile at the thieves / fold up a note in the breeze / I’ve got a few miles to go before I concede (Hook) (Cecil) You got it wrong, but you got it made / a lot of weight but you gotta wait for a lot of aid though / and I’m not a maid or amazed by the raise in your payroll / ergo silence the offers / High-wire walkers, child actors / ain’t vying for your father figure fodder / Otter out, we outta town, you outta line you lil faulker / taut line from the dock to the Oscars (Mike) And I’m reading like a Rorschach / hiding lines in the pantomime, allegory in a smirk / Where my eyes won’t take you my moves do that work, a nonverbal creep / Where the O.G.s weep / slide, slip, test glide / Connect like catchin rec like R-E-S-P-I-R-ation from the Westside / Now it’s strong in the Midwest in my own nation / got a fam and we crewed up in sub-clans, no subjugation / with the wings and the chops, put the beans in the pot / like the seeds to the crop, Doomtree No Kings cut the top / head em off at the neck, better off dead, dead em all / better them than you, right? / Forever type sh** (Hook)