The Arcade Fire - Neighborhood #4 (7 Kettles) | Текст песни

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• The Arcade Fire
• Neighborhood #4 (7 Kettles)

I am waiting until I don't know when
Because I'm sure it's going to happen then
Time keeps creeping through the neighborhood
Killing old folks, waking up babies just like we knew it would

All the neighbors are starting up a fire
Burning all the old folks the witches and the liars
My eyes are covered by the hands of my unborn kids
But my heart keeps watching through the skin of my eyelids

They say a watched pot won't ever boil
Well I closed my eyes and nothing changed
Just some water getting hotter in the flames

It's not a lover I want no more
And it's not heaven I'm pining for
But there's some spirit I used to know
That's been drowned out by the radio!

They say a watched pot won't ever boil
You can't raise a baby on motor oil
Just like a seed down in the soil, you've got to give it time

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