Chris Knox - Meat | Текст песни

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There's this guy in a hole and his arms are unjointed and he sways
There's a gap where his eyes used to stare disappointed at the days
We don't have much time to say all the things we have to say
But still we pay mind to the flesh that's destined for decay.

There's a book that I read made of muscle and sinew from my side
Though the writing is poor I'm about to continue for a line
We don't have much time to say all the things we have to say
But still we pay mind to the flesh that's destined for decay

There's a song in my mouth struggling hard to escape me while it may
Though it's viscous and raw, too naive and unshapely to betray
We don't have much time to say all the things we have to say
But still we pay mind to the flesh that's destined for decay.

And we don't want to waste our time
In case we're past our peak and prime
And now must fall into decay
So close your eyes and close your mind
Pretend with me that we have climbed
Out of the shadow of the grave.

There's a bone in my hand freshly wrenched from the manhole at my feet
And it writes in the book, dripping words I untangle from the meat
We don't have much time to say all the things we have to say
But still we pay mind to the flesh that's destined the clay.

And we don't want to waste our time
In case we're past our peak and prime
And now must fall into decay
So close your eyes and close your mind
Pretend with me that we have climbed
Out of the shadow of the grave

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