Owen Pallett The Sound Of The Engines
Oh, I dream of starships, starships and the void
The faces of the prophets history destroyed
But I will live forever, of this I am sure
I'll bury my lovers, I am the cure
My body is wider and stronger than collapsing buildings
And I will see the graves, I will see the graves of your children
Woke up in an ambulance, beaten and bleeding
The sound of the engines, oh, I am a wound un-healing
When I was a user, my arms were all in splinters
But out here in the snowy fields, I am the winter
My coat falls open and I let you in
The Great White Noise will be your undoing
A left to the heavens and a right, a right to the jaw
The chorus of the angels, and I fall
Woke up in an ambulance, blue-fingered and freezing
The sound of the engines, oh, I am a wound un-healing