Dirty Projectors Cannibal Resource
Look around at everyone
Everyone looks alive and waiting
The wind is up, the stars out
The sun is calm, the light is fading
But we are
Still counting on cannibal resource
Ok, open your eyes
I think you're more than a terrified witness
Behind the arbitrary line
Can it ask a question?
Can it sing a a melody?
Can it be interpreted?
Or is it more than what the eye can see?
Maybe not
Still counting on cannibal resource
Ok, open your eyes
I think you're more than a terrified witness
Behind the arbitrary line
I'm cyrin', I'm cryin'
Still counting on cannibal resource
Ok, open your eyes
I think you're more than a terrified witness
Behind the arbitrary line
The arbitrary line
The arbitrary line
The arbitrary line
