Silver Mt Zion - BlindBlindBlind lyrics

The dust in the mess of our mornings Promise this will never quit So drunk, though our hands surely woven Entire fleets of staggering ships Now our ships lie on the floors of the ocean And the oceans breach on the ridge And the terrified dreams of our wanderings That once lit our way are now hid We want punks in the palace Cause punks got the loveliest dreams And our gang is liquored and lovely And smart and sweet and lean And burned with a curious flame That spits and kicks and shines And trumpets the labor Of weakening trial There ain't none; sometimes there is Banged and bitter, but cling to it Power's the province of miserable pricks There ain't none but sometimes there is Policemen in parallel lines Blind! Blind! Blind! The broken bones of quivering pines While empty waters rise May the light of our striving still shine Blind! Blind! Blind! May the light of our striving still shine And may the light of our striving still shine Love the horse or leave the horse Love the horse or leave the horse Lover Love the horse or leave the horse Love the horse or leave the horse Lover Lover Oh lover Oh lover Oh lover Goddamn you lover Some hearts are true! And some hearts are true! And some hearts are true! And some hearts are true! And some hearts are true! Some hearts are true! Some hearts are true! Some hearts are true! Some hearts are true! Some hearts are true! Some hearts are true! Some hearts are true! Some hearts are true! Some hearts are true! Some hearts are true! Ahoy ye bland plump boys Go tear wings for vainful gain Our homemade choirs, like forest fires Hiss 'neath golden rain And slip the leash and the chain And slip the leash and the chain Cause some hearts are true But some hearts aren't hardly true But some hearts are true Some hearts are true And some hearts are true And some hearts are true And some hearts are true And some hearts are true