rickety bridge by cecil otter featuring dessa of doomtree. live at the fitzgerald theatre
well as soon as you got out from the aim of the sniper
you took a rest next to the fangs of a viper
but it’s raining tonight for you
i know you love the rain, I watch you drink it up and strike another flame
and when you came to show your face to the animals,
who swore it was intangible to orchestrate a radical
i saw your eyes go from lower case to capital
it’s like you had to pull the rug from underneath yourself to feel alive
i’ve seen the size of that painting in your mind
and I can be the frame when it arrives
we’ll drive until the sun comes up
with a better way to burn us
and when it does we’ll make our getaway
and surface when the moon is full,
it’s beautiful
we left the root of all evil rotten in the ground
we’re bound to live another way, like some underpaid runaways.
it’s an understatement.
turn the page,
there’s too much to say.
so from the pavement we walk into the faces we haunt
into the weight of the cross we bear,
we repair the stitches and beware the witches
the kids are sickly, they’re panicked, and they’re anxious.
they’re lookin’ for a woman with a command of the language
we watch them beat their hands against the cages
from the outside they’re lookin’ to get back in
and as soon as they got out from the aim of their sniper
they took a rest next to the fangs of the viper
but it’s raining tonight for you
i know you love the rain,
i watch you drink it up and strike another flame
and when you came to show your face to the animals,
who swore it was intangible to orchestrate this radical
i saw your eyes go from lower case to capital
it’s like you had to pull the rug from underneath yourself to feel alive
so from the pavement we walk into the faces we haunt
into the weight of the cross we bear,
we repair the stitches and
beware the witches
the kids are sickly, they’re panicked, and they’re anxious.
they’re lookin’ for a woman with a command of the language
we watch them beat their hands against the cages
from the outside they’re lookin’ to get back in
and we're looking and we're laughing
we're laughing like little kids
and it's a rickety, rickety, rickety bridge
and i'd love to walk that rickety, rickety, rickety bridge
with you
everyday.
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