"I am not one who was born in the custody of wisdom. I am one who is fond of olden times and intense in quest of the sacred knowing of the ancients." Gustave Courbet

04 January 2011

David Gray, "Fugitive"



Fugitive

Is the answer none of the above
Crouched in a hole like a mud-streaked fugitive
Every day a different version of
Pouring it away like water through a sieve
Hey better realize my friend
Lord in the end now you can’t take it with
Gotta live.

If only for a second
I see it twinkling in your eye
Gotta try

Well it’s flesh and blood and camouflage
Straight into the wall now something’s gotta give
Just another act of sabotage
Seen through the haze of a mind-rot sedative
When will you realize my friend
Lord in the end now you can’t take it with
Gotta live.

If only for a second
I see it twinkling in your eye
Gotta try
The world that you’re forsaking
Is surely more than just a lie
Gotta try YEAH

Hey better realize my friend
Lord in the end now you can’t take it with
Gotta live.

If only for a second
I see it twinkling in your eye
Gotta try
The world that you’re forsaking
Is surely more than just a lie
Gotta try
It’s all there for the taking
And you don’t need to justify
Gotta try

Every day’s just a different version of…


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