Текст песни: Bright Eyes. Lifted Or The Story Is In The Soil, Keep Your Ear To The Ground. Make War.

Our love is dead but without limit
Like the surface of the moon
Or the land between here and the mountains
Well, it is not these hiding places that have kept us innocent
But the way you taught me to just let it all go by
And so we've learned to be as faithless
Stand behind bulletproof glass
Exchangin' our affections through a drawer
And it was always horribly convenient and happening too fast
You should count your change before you're even out the door
Yes, you should
But please return, return to the person that you were
And I have to do the same
'Cause it's too hard to belong to someone who is gone
My compass spins, the wilderness remains

Once too often I've retreated into the depths of my despair
I built a barricade to block you on the road
But standin' there with all of my possessions
Piled higher than a house
I felt closer to you than you ever would have known
So let these tiny acts of charity
Be common ground on which to build
A monument to commemorate our time
And though you say you've found another
Who will surely speed you on your way
Don't let the forest grow over that path you came there by
But you will

So, so hurry up and run to the one that you love
And blind him with your kindness
And he'll make war, oh war
On who you were before and claim all that has spoiled in your heart


Now I tell myself I've mended under these patches of blue sky
There's still a few holes that let in a little rain
And so it's crying on my shingles
My floorboards moan under my feet
The refrigerator's whinin' so I got reason to complain

But I'm not going to bless you with such compliments
Some degrading psalm of praise
Like the kind that converted you to me so long ago
Because the truth is that gossip's as good as gospel in this town
You can save face but you will never save your soul
And that's a fact

So hurry up and run to the one that you love
And tie him up in your likeness
And he'll become, become the prisoner I was
And know all that has spoiled in your heart
He'll know all that has spoiled in your heart

So hurry up and run to the one that you love
And blind him with your kindness
And he'll make war, oh war on who you were before
And claim all that has spoiled in your heart
Yeah, he'll claim all that has spoiled in your heart

So hurry up and run to the one that you love
And blind him with your kindness
And he'll make war, oh war on who you were before
And claim all that has spoiled in your heart
Yeah he'll claim all that has spoiled