[00:00.00]White English - WHY?
[00:13.21]Tongue gone dumb
[00:14.24]From disuse at some
[00:15.83]Numb young sea-scum's post
[00:19.21]Bottle after bottle after bottle out sink
[00:22.31]Cold filled to the cork with uncrackable code
[00:25.82]So good through the years the knots went
[00:28.51]That it's alphabet was even forgotten
[00:31.35]Me I'm head vessel for a fleet of tears
[00:35.20]Out on my old man's bones parole
[00:38.24]Under sail only for a hole to hell to fill
[00:41.33]With handfuls and handfuls of loose-earned dust
[00:44.58]Or plug up level really with anything other than us
[00:47.60]And then to toss a dusty rug over
[00:54.75]Lost in translation lost
[01:04.03]To a kingdom of light I wish tonight to fall witness
[01:07.23]But victim to a spite that might incite sickness
[01:10.34]I sit in and pretend and through it write hymns
[01:13.47]Tight-lipped in white English as my one and trite business
[01:16.65]Light as a nice fat rice sack boiled in water
[01:20.46]Out farther than the house of my father
[01:23.18]Waiting in the sitting room of yet another doctor
[01:26.05]I taste what little bitter roots this winter has to offer and
[01:29.86]Without a son or daughter to shoulder the debt
[01:33.00]Alone with the past and prone to regret
[01:35.95]Dream my death by a knife on a path in Burnett
[01:39.19]But under the bedspread I'm younger than dead yet
[01:45.97]Lost in translation lost
[01:55.15]Even an opal heart hopes all night
[01:57.40]In the bright biting strobe lights
[01:59.59]And bitter cold as the living set up
[02:02.79]To a long white joke told through sun up
[02:05.77]'Til the bones and bodies spun around them fold
[02:08.35]Hopes all night through the old lone fight
[02:10.99]And the bright vast cold but there's no punch-line
[02:14.42]By this told whack joke for all one's life is surrounded
[02:18.40]'Til the black hole and bodies spun around it fold
[02:24.38]Lost in translation lost
[02:37.20]Lost in translation