Lyrics to Lift The Curse
Everyone who's drinking, is already drunk or sleeping
Everyone who isn't is just too political to talk to
Another summer evening and the city's barely breathing
Just ain't the same
Just ain't the same without you
There ain't no magic in materials, magic's in our words
That we whisper in each others ears to make diamonds out of dirt
There ain't no glory in the silken things, glory's in the hurt
And can split your skin from end to end down the center of the earth
I said everyone who's drinking, is already drunk or sleeping
Everyone who isn't is just too political to talk to
Another summer evening and the city's barely breathing
Just ain't the same
Just ain't the same without you
I wasn't joking about my burial, the backyard's where I'd prefer
But my landlord wouldn't like that, I gotta own a backyard first
So I keep singing you'll these spirituals, and pray it lifts the curse
It keeps me chasing ghosts of dreams from funerals to birth, in reverse
Oh, in reverse.
Everyone who's drinking, is already drunk or sleeping
Everyone who isn't is just too political to talk to
Another summer evening and the city's barely breathing
Just ain't the same
Just ain't the same without you.
Without you.
Everyone who isn't is just too political to talk to
Another summer evening and the city's barely breathing
Just ain't the same
Just ain't the same without you
There ain't no magic in materials, magic's in our words
That we whisper in each others ears to make diamonds out of dirt
There ain't no glory in the silken things, glory's in the hurt
And can split your skin from end to end down the center of the earth
I said everyone who's drinking, is already drunk or sleeping
Everyone who isn't is just too political to talk to
Another summer evening and the city's barely breathing
Just ain't the same
Just ain't the same without you
I wasn't joking about my burial, the backyard's where I'd prefer
But my landlord wouldn't like that, I gotta own a backyard first
So I keep singing you'll these spirituals, and pray it lifts the curse
It keeps me chasing ghosts of dreams from funerals to birth, in reverse
Oh, in reverse.
Everyone who's drinking, is already drunk or sleeping
Everyone who isn't is just too political to talk to
Another summer evening and the city's barely breathing
Just ain't the same
Just ain't the same without you.
Without you.
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