Future Islands - A song for our grandfathers
Been a long time, in a low placeSurrounded by what I have madeNeed to get awayGet away from what relatesAnd what was done…Cuz it’s all over nowThrough the woods, I come running to loose leafAnd carve my nameIn the lines, there’s not a traceI hear the ghost whisper, and those old eyes watching meBut I feel safe…Grandfather looking over meHe said:Don’t make them waitGotta go a long wayLet’s be braveDon’t make them waitNah, don’t make them waitI sat down, with a coffee on my bent kneeLooking out, at the burnt land, looking back at meThese used to be green cropsAnd high on a summer breezeNo it’s fallow fields and clear-cut barren weedsThey said that if I staredThe abyss would stare back at meSo I did…And I felt it slowly creep in meSave for the smoke, that danced when I took a dragIt made me think about the way it all came to be…Grandma watching over meAnd she said:Don’t make them waitGotta go a long wayLet’s be braveDon’t make them waitNah, don’t make them waitDon’t make them wait, nahDon’t make them waitI hear the ghost whisperAnd those old eyes watching meBut I feel safeI feel safe
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