Laurie Anderson
Transitory Life
It's a good time for bankers and winners and sailorsWith their stories of jackpots and islands of pleasureThey keep their treasures locked in Iron MountainLocked in Iron mountain,They're sailing through this transitory life.They're moving through this transitory life.It takes a long time for a mouse to realize he's in a trapBut once he does, something inside him never stops trembling.And grandma in the pancake makeup she never wore in lifeLies there in her shiny black coffin looks just like a piano.She made herself a bed inside my ear.She made herself a bed inside my ear.And every night I hearWe're sailing through this transitory life.We're moving through this transitory life.When the doctor says: congratulations, it's a boy!Where do all the dream baby girls, those possible pearls, go?Lorraine and Susan with the brown eyesAnd lovely Irene and difficult but beautiful BettyAnd tiny tiny Juanita?They're sailing through this transitory life.They're moving through this transitory life.SongtexteAfraid to breathe, afraid to riseWe run and run in this transitory life.Tipped off balance we fall like lightWe land on water in this transitory life.We fall like light on water and water turns to ice.Everything keeps changing in this transitory life.Everything keeps changing in this transitory life.
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