Goners Songtext

Laura Gibson

von Goners

Goners Songtext
Here comes the end, of the future
If we're already goners
Why wait any longer
For something to crack open?
Here comes the end, I brought no offering
I lied to my confessor
I fear small children
I fear curious elders

I meant to sing the truth
But the truth didn’t rhyme
You unknowable
A sly moon smile
Call me holy
Throw another poem into the fire

Here comes the end, no white ship, no sunset
I could fake wise, make brave eyes
But I know nothing
I was never trying to be saved or, do the saving
Only meant to sing the truth
When that truth didn't rhyme
I'll take what I deserve
I’ll bide my time
Call me holy
Throw another poem into the fire

I meant to sing the truth
But the truth didn't rhyme
You unknowable, a sly moon smile
Call me holy
Throw another poem into the fire
The Fire, The fire