Krista Detor - Recklessness & Rust lyrics

Everything returns to dust, everything returns to rust Is that the buckle on your shoe ~ soon be copper-colored, too All this recklessness and rust drives the whole of us To catch the light or catch the bus before it's gone There might be music, she said, left in the crumbling plaster In waltzing angels whispering secrets to the alabaster I will go breathless, whispering a name I will go breathless, pirouetting in the flame And drift like wishes in the orange blossom air ~ But I will go, I will go breathless there Across the bridges, through the moors, across a million marble floors The surface cracking at your feet, so you tread lightly on the street Because all this recklessness and rust, is sometimes too much for us Keep your eyes fixed up ahead so you don't see it. ‘Poetry is dead,' Delilah said, ‘maybe in a pocket somewhere in Prague But that's all that's left of it, and aren't you a good dog...' I will go breathless, no one will write it down I will go breathless, in a chocolate paper gown Melt into the river, let the story drift away ~ But I will go breathless into that good day Little do they know that I could rise up from the world And pick the pockets of the angels ~ come back here, a rich girl Oh I will go breathless, skipping every stair I will go breathless, throwing pennies in the air And turn out every pocket for the very last refrain ~ I will go breathless into that good rain I will go breathless, whispering a name I will go breathless, pirouetting in the flame And drift like wishes in the copper autumn light ~ I will go breathless into that good night ...