Song | One of Us Cannot Be Wrong - Original |
Artist | Gregory Alan Isakov |
Album | This Empty Northern Hemisphere |
[00:06.77] | I lit a thin green candle to make you jealous of me |
[00:19.08] | the room filled up with mosquitoes |
[00:25.02] | they heard that my body was free |
[00:31.14] | and I took the dust of a long sleepless night |
[00:37.14] | and I put it in your little shoe |
[00:43.27] | and I must confess that I tortured the dress |
[00:49.02] | that you wore for the world to look through |
[01:01.58] | and I showed my heart to the doctor |
[01:07.58] | he said, ‘you just have to quit |
[01:13.83] | then he wrote himself a prescription |
[01:19.70] | and your name was mentioned in it |
[01:25.83] | then he locked himself in a library shelf |
[01:31.89] | with the details of our honeymoon |
[01:38.26] | and I hear from the nurse that he’s gotten much worse |
[01:44.39] | and his practice is all in a ruin |
[01:56.86] | I once knew a saint who had loved you |
[02:02.92] | I studied all night in his school |
[02:09.24] | he taught that the duty of lovers |
[02:15.17] | was to tarnish the golden rule |
[02:21.55] | and just when I was sure that his teachings were pure |
[02:27.61] | he drowned himself in the pool |
[02:33.92] | his body is gone, but out here on the lawn |
[02:40.17] | his spirit continues to drool |
[02:52.79] | an Eskimo showed me a movie |
[02:58.73] | he’d recently taken of you |
[03:05.04] | the poor man could hardly stop shivering |
[03:11.04] | his lips and his fingers were blue |
[03:17.11] | I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes |
[03:22.98] | and I guess he just never got warm |
[03:29.48] | but you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice |
[03:35.54] | please let me come into your storm |
[00:06.77] | I lit a thin green candle to make you jealous of me |
[00:19.08] | the room filled up with mosquitoes |
[00:25.02] | they heard that my body was free |
[00:31.14] | and I took the dust of a long sleepless night |
[00:37.14] | and I put it in your little shoe |
[00:43.27] | and I must confess that I tortured the dress |
[00:49.02] | that you wore for the world to look through |
[01:01.58] | and I showed my heart to the doctor |
[01:07.58] | he said, ' you just have to quit |
[01:13.83] | then he wrote himself a prescription |
[01:19.70] | and your name was mentioned in it |
[01:25.83] | then he locked himself in a library shelf |
[01:31.89] | with the details of our honeymoon |
[01:38.26] | and I hear from the nurse that he' s gotten much worse |
[01:44.39] | and his practice is all in a ruin |
[01:56.86] | I once knew a saint who had loved you |
[02:02.92] | I studied all night in his school |
[02:09.24] | he taught that the duty of lovers |
[02:15.17] | was to tarnish the golden rule |
[02:21.55] | and just when I was sure that his teachings were pure |
[02:27.61] | he drowned himself in the pool |
[02:33.92] | his body is gone, but out here on the lawn |
[02:40.17] | his spirit continues to drool |
[02:52.79] | an Eskimo showed me a movie |
[02:58.73] | he' d recently taken of you |
[03:05.04] | the poor man could hardly stop shivering |
[03:11.04] | his lips and his fingers were blue |
[03:17.11] | I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes |
[03:22.98] | and I guess he just never got warm |
[03:29.48] | but you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice |
[03:35.54] | please let me come into your storm |