Текст Bill Callahan – Young Icarus

Until he reached morning
It was a cold, cold sea
And we crawled out of the water
As obsessed with evolution as ever
From a hill behind a gas station in Scranton
I could see the old ways stitching out in their graves
And I thought, but I didn’t say
«Woman, ain’t it glorious?
Without a past there’d be no one here but us
Lonely as Adam and Eve»
So I left Eden with a song up my sleeve
Well, the past has always lied to me
The past never gave me anything but the blues
Oh, what’s a hot poor boy to do?
Empty the nest for the cuckoos
And wander, wander, wander