The awful sweetness of escaping sweat



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Description: Bright Eyes This song is performed by Bright Eyes and appears on the album A Collection Of Songs...

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We escape from the house

As the day disappears from the sky into night

We became what we wanted to be

Like a dream or a ghost

I collapse out of turn near a house lying still in the grass

And felt the heat from the ground rising up to contract

And expand like a breathe

We escape from that place soaked with sweat and the poison we drank

Fill the bathtub with ice and hope this fever will break

Like a heart, easily...

But I do not recall all the words that were formed

On those wire lips as they greeted me

A promise was made without thought as the temperature climbed

And I started to sink, like the moon tends to do

If you stare at it so long

Then you blink, and it's gone

And we crawl to our sleep with the dawn

And isn't it the same mistake?

And isn't it the same mistake?

And isn't it the same mistake?

It's not much of an escape

We awake in the light feeling hollow and selfishly warm

Close the blinds and retreat, until what is burning is gone

And it's light is away

Then we are back in the dark

Chasing nothing through backyards and trees

You ripped your shirt on a fence, but it didn't get me

Yeah it's fear, makes you slow

And these creatures look crooked

And their shadows cut lines through my face

And the concrete is fire

Where my bare feet are placed in a line next to yours

And I guess I'm not sure, if it's fear that was born

As those awful eyes made their claim on us

I put my hands on the fence

Said your name and I started to climb

And it must have been sweat but I drank it like wine

It was sweet and my mouth was dry

I heard you scream, but I made no reply




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