Blood Of The Past Lyrics

Song	Blood Of The Past
Artist	The Comet Is Coming
Artist	Kate Tempest
Album	Trust In The Lifeforce Of The Deep Mystery
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[00:00.000]	作词 : Kate Tempest
[00:01.000]	作曲 : Danalogue/Betamax/King Shabaka
[03:18.95]	All the many corpses begin to speak
[03:21.70]	What ignorance is cannot be argued over anymore
[03:24.54]	It is too late for pleading white picket dreams
[03:27.38]	Print you off, the shemps, the world is shrinking
[03:30.84]	Rooted in a trivial concern, in interconnectedness
[03:34.01]	In the need to make face and keep up
[03:35.92]	And drown out the many voices within
[03:37.78]	Imagine a culture that has, at its root
[03:40.44]	A more soulful connection to land and to loved ones
[03:44.45]	But I can hear the lie before you speak
[03:47.57]	There is nothing but progress to eat
[03:49.48]	And we are so fat and so hungry
[03:52.32]	And the black wrists are cuffed in the pig van
[03:54.74]	While the white shirt and tie in the tube car
[03:56.32]	Distractional picture
[03:58.73]	Pictures of beer and guilt about urges
[04:00.50]	***ual distrust and abandoned to nothingness
[04:03.69]	Give me something I can nail myself to
[04:06.65]	Give me a sharply-dressed talking head
[04:09.01]	Who has something about them I trust and despise
[04:11.39]	And what of it, anyway? These windows don't open
[04:14.81]	They were designed to stay closed
[04:17.50]	Shower, smoothie, coffee, commute
[04:19.36]	Check the internet, never stop, never stop
[04:21.79]	There is a scar on the soul of the world
[04:24.37]	And it needs you to look
[04:26.12]	The blood of the past is here, it remains
[04:29.99]	The blood of the murders
[04:31.67]	The bodies like sacks leaking brain
[04:34.05]	All stacked, chest aback on the planes, it remains
[04:38.54]	To acknowledge without guilt
[04:40.12]	To accept without condition
[04:42.59]	And to listen when other people
[04:45.00]	Tell you how you have behaved
[04:46.79]	Truth is, it’s for us to feel and be moved
[04:50.34]	But I hear the clatter of bone against steel
[04:52.44]	It is coming
[04:53.39]	It will not be stilled, it is there
[04:55.78]	In the air, scorched white
[04:57.80]	The reflection of sunlight on glass
[04:59.98]	Bouncing back into sunlight
[05:02.09]	And glass bouncing back, industrialized
[05:04.98]	Denial, business as usual
[05:08.36]	So roll your eyes, shake your head
[05:10.20]	Turn away and call me names
[05:12.05]	I'm okay with that, too proud
[05:14.44]	Unable to listen, we keep speaking
[05:17.21]	Moted by blood, unable to notice ourselves
[05:21.02]	Unable to stop and unwilling to learn

[00:00.000]	zuo ci : Kate Tempest
[00:01.000]	zuo qu : Danalogue Betamax King Shabaka
[03:18.95]	All the many corpses begin to speak
[03:21.70]	What ignorance is cannot be argued over anymore
[03:24.54]	It is too late for pleading white picket dreams
[03:27.38]	Print you off, the shemps, the world is shrinking
[03:30.84]	Rooted in a trivial concern, in interconnectedness
[03:34.01]	In the need to make face and keep up
[03:35.92]	And drown out the many voices within
[03:37.78]	Imagine a culture that has, at its root
[03:40.44]	A more soulful connection to land and to loved ones
[03:44.45]	But I can hear the lie before you speak
[03:47.57]	There is nothing but progress to eat
[03:49.48]	And we are so fat and so hungry
[03:52.32]	And the black wrists are cuffed in the pig van
[03:54.74]	While the white shirt and tie in the tube car
[03:56.32]	Distractional picture
[03:58.73]	Pictures of beer and guilt about urges
[04:00.50]	ual distrust and abandoned to nothingness
[04:03.69]	Give me something I can nail myself to
[04:06.65]	Give me a sharplydressed talking head
[04:09.01]	Who has something about them I trust and despise
[04:11.39]	And what of it, anyway? These windows don' t open
[04:14.81]	They were designed to stay closed
[04:17.50]	Shower, smoothie, coffee, commute
[04:19.36]	Check the internet, never stop, never stop
[04:21.79]	There is a scar on the soul of the world
[04:24.37]	And it needs you to look
[04:26.12]	The blood of the past is here, it remains
[04:29.99]	The blood of the murders
[04:31.67]	The bodies like sacks leaking brain
[04:34.05]	All stacked, chest aback on the planes, it remains
[04:38.54]	To acknowledge without guilt
[04:40.12]	To accept without condition
[04:42.59]	And to listen when other people
[04:45.00]	Tell you how you have behaved
[04:46.79]	Truth is, it' s for us to feel and be moved
[04:50.34]	But I hear the clatter of bone against steel
[04:52.44]	It is coming
[04:53.39]	It will not be stilled, it is there
[04:55.78]	In the air, scorched white
[04:57.80]	The reflection of sunlight on glass
[04:59.98]	Bouncing back into sunlight
[05:02.09]	And glass bouncing back, industrialized
[05:04.98]	Denial, business as usual
[05:08.36]	So roll your eyes, shake your head
[05:10.20]	Turn away and call me names
[05:12.05]	I' m okay with that, too proud
[05:14.44]	Unable to listen, we keep speaking
[05:17.21]	Moted by blood, unable to notice ourselves
[05:21.02]	Unable to stop and unwilling to learn

[00:00.000]	zuò cí : Kate Tempest
[00:01.000]	zuò qǔ : Danalogue Betamax King Shabaka
[03:18.95]	All the many corpses begin to speak
[03:21.70]	What ignorance is cannot be argued over anymore
[03:24.54]	It is too late for pleading white picket dreams
[03:27.38]	Print you off, the shemps, the world is shrinking
[03:30.84]	Rooted in a trivial concern, in interconnectedness
[03:34.01]	In the need to make face and keep up
[03:35.92]	And drown out the many voices within
[03:37.78]	Imagine a culture that has, at its root
[03:40.44]	A more soulful connection to land and to loved ones
[03:44.45]	But I can hear the lie before you speak
[03:47.57]	There is nothing but progress to eat
[03:49.48]	And we are so fat and so hungry
[03:52.32]	And the black wrists are cuffed in the pig van
[03:54.74]	While the white shirt and tie in the tube car
[03:56.32]	Distractional picture
[03:58.73]	Pictures of beer and guilt about urges
[04:00.50]	ual distrust and abandoned to nothingness
[04:03.69]	Give me something I can nail myself to
[04:06.65]	Give me a sharplydressed talking head
[04:09.01]	Who has something about them I trust and despise
[04:11.39]	And what of it, anyway? These windows don' t open
[04:14.81]	They were designed to stay closed
[04:17.50]	Shower, smoothie, coffee, commute
[04:19.36]	Check the internet, never stop, never stop
[04:21.79]	There is a scar on the soul of the world
[04:24.37]	And it needs you to look
[04:26.12]	The blood of the past is here, it remains
[04:29.99]	The blood of the murders
[04:31.67]	The bodies like sacks leaking brain
[04:34.05]	All stacked, chest aback on the planes, it remains
[04:38.54]	To acknowledge without guilt
[04:40.12]	To accept without condition
[04:42.59]	And to listen when other people
[04:45.00]	Tell you how you have behaved
[04:46.79]	Truth is, it' s for us to feel and be moved
[04:50.34]	But I hear the clatter of bone against steel
[04:52.44]	It is coming
[04:53.39]	It will not be stilled, it is there
[04:55.78]	In the air, scorched white
[04:57.80]	The reflection of sunlight on glass
[04:59.98]	Bouncing back into sunlight
[05:02.09]	And glass bouncing back, industrialized
[05:04.98]	Denial, business as usual
[05:08.36]	So roll your eyes, shake your head
[05:10.20]	Turn away and call me names
[05:12.05]	I' m okay with that, too proud
[05:14.44]	Unable to listen, we keep speaking
[05:17.21]	Moted by blood, unable to notice ourselves
[05:21.02]	Unable to stop and unwilling to learn

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