White Hinterland - Destruction Of The Art Deco House lyrics

They're knocking down that Art Deco house The clawfoot tub is cracked and crushed The mattress springs and the telephone wires Gnash now through the air like crocodiles Everything is coming up in 2 x 4's Concrete walls and concrete floors High rise homes, high rising rent The atmosphere is closing in There's no stars up above when you tilt your head Though the night is blank and black as pitch It is not what it seems What it seems The polymaths around the town Yield and shift their weight around On a new boy, a young wunderkind He'll give us hope and cure the blind It's you they've chosen, my favorite son To heal the sick and cure the blind Your path is paved, you look terrified You are not what you seem Oh what you seem Oh, what I see when I'm dreaming Oh, what I see when I'm dreaming Oh, am I dreaming Oh, am I dreaming You're just sinews and bones, smiley faces and frowns There's a series of numbers that dictate your wiles Green at the wick, you are still a child And you stumble when you walk The guileless cavalry in their bra**-bu*toned coats Can't they see no men of pith Are going to come to lift them from the fuselage So let's skip town, you and I Far from where the hemlock lies Through the beryline hills, like ezekial's wheels Cradling the clouds that hold our view Let's pa** the cities and their neon lights Their copper-tops and steely spires Let's trade them for the simple life For they're not what they seem What they seem Oh, what I see when I'm dreaming When I'm dreaming Oh, what I see when I'm dreaming Oh, am I dreaming Oh, am I dreaming Our days back east are done in numbers Our days back east are done and over Our days back east are done and numbered I'll test the weights and weigh the odds You'll want for nothing even when we've got nothing Nothing, nothing at all