Carl Hauck

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A child wrapped in wonder, staring wide-eyed at the sky Guided by a weathered man quoting billboard lies Skylarks soar among silver sheets with glowing seams Over fragments of corruption held aloft by rusted beams A vendor selling seeds to men to plant for future Eden While his stock boys in the cellar stir cement Is this balance perpetual, and progress just conceptual? Will hunger always call a hand to feed it? Though scoreboards speak of dynasty And cracked pillars whisper ruin There's a boardwalk between air and sea SongtexteThat sings a different tune Give it all the time you want An era or an instant, but for each Shot of hyperbole There's a pond somewhere to chase it Pouring through magazines, examining the shells Forcing study of anatomy, new philosophies of hell A solid tone blends with many songs of utter dread Butch and Sundance leave the building, twenty-seven dead Oh, the joy of riding trains and taking aim at roaming horses The rationale arcane, unexplained by any source Is it boredom with contentment or implicit self-defense, Or frustration with the imagery no longer making sense? Though scoreboards speak of dynasty And cracked pillars whisper ruin There's a boardwalk between air and sea That sings a different tune Give it all the time you want An era or an instant, but for each Shot of hyperbole There's a pond somewhere to chase it As ventricles and vessels clog with nuts and bolts galore Extra condiments and toppings aren't the problems anymore Who needs tears or feelings with assurance of stability? Veins for shielded cables, brains for spreadsheet tables Only in this place could one score locker room blow Abstain from lucid inquiry when it would surely hurt to know An absence of dignity and surprising lack of shame Unannounced, Unprovoked, not easy to refrain from Though scoreboards speak of dynasty And cracked pillars whisper ruin There's a boardwalk between air and sea That sings a different tune Give it all the time you want An era or an instant, but for each Shot of hyperbole There's a pond somewhere to chase it Aus Songtexte Mania