Song | Pieces of Place |
Artist | Jandek |
Album | This Narrow Road |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
What is this battle | |
I must fight every night? | |
What is this force eating up the air? | |
While the day takes me and whirls me about | |
Carries me on its shoulders | |
And drags me on the ground | |
Where’s the ethereal enigma? | |
Bliss and starry night | |
Looking at me | |
I only see | |
The ceiling floor walls and the drive | |
That keeps on through the doors and windows | |
How can we leave this place and still live on? | |
Come away, go hither | |
See the molecules | |
And the great big air all around | |
Step in the water and your foot goes through | |
Pick it up, and throw it around | |
Might as well, it’s got you surrounded | |
I just keep walking through time | |
One foot after the other | |
Stepping on space | |
One thought after another | |
Made up of new things | |
And things | |
I knew before | |
Or combinations of these | |
And I know the ages | |
Break a different shell | |
And the new comes forth from the old | |
And vice versa | |
And I love and | |
I live And | |
I take and | |
I give But mainly | |
I just keep walking through time | |
Stepping on pieces of place | |
With my body and my mind | |
Oh God they say they know where they’re going | |
I’m trying to be honest | |
And I know it all leads to attempted perfection | |
Am I falling short and knowing it? | |
Or on the only track and going long? | |
I wish I could say that | |
I know more than | |
I do |
What is this battle | |
I must fight every night? | |
What is this force eating up the air? | |
While the day takes me and whirls me about | |
Carries me on its shoulders | |
And drags me on the ground | |
Where' s the ethereal enigma? | |
Bliss and starry night | |
Looking at me | |
I only see | |
The ceiling floor walls and the drive | |
That keeps on through the doors and windows | |
How can we leave this place and still live on? | |
Come away, go hither | |
See the molecules | |
And the great big air all around | |
Step in the water and your foot goes through | |
Pick it up, and throw it around | |
Might as well, it' s got you surrounded | |
I just keep walking through time | |
One foot after the other | |
Stepping on space | |
One thought after another | |
Made up of new things | |
And things | |
I knew before | |
Or combinations of these | |
And I know the ages | |
Break a different shell | |
And the new comes forth from the old | |
And vice versa | |
And I love and | |
I live And | |
I take and | |
I give But mainly | |
I just keep walking through time | |
Stepping on pieces of place | |
With my body and my mind | |
Oh God they say they know where they' re going | |
I' m trying to be honest | |
And I know it all leads to attempted perfection | |
Am I falling short and knowing it? | |
Or on the only track and going long? | |
I wish I could say that | |
I know more than | |
I do |
What is this battle | |
I must fight every night? | |
What is this force eating up the air? | |
While the day takes me and whirls me about | |
Carries me on its shoulders | |
And drags me on the ground | |
Where' s the ethereal enigma? | |
Bliss and starry night | |
Looking at me | |
I only see | |
The ceiling floor walls and the drive | |
That keeps on through the doors and windows | |
How can we leave this place and still live on? | |
Come away, go hither | |
See the molecules | |
And the great big air all around | |
Step in the water and your foot goes through | |
Pick it up, and throw it around | |
Might as well, it' s got you surrounded | |
I just keep walking through time | |
One foot after the other | |
Stepping on space | |
One thought after another | |
Made up of new things | |
And things | |
I knew before | |
Or combinations of these | |
And I know the ages | |
Break a different shell | |
And the new comes forth from the old | |
And vice versa | |
And I love and | |
I live And | |
I take and | |
I give But mainly | |
I just keep walking through time | |
Stepping on pieces of place | |
With my body and my mind | |
Oh God they say they know where they' re going | |
I' m trying to be honest | |
And I know it all leads to attempted perfection | |
Am I falling short and knowing it? | |
Or on the only track and going long? | |
I wish I could say that | |
I know more than | |
I do |