Текст Destroyer – What Road

Once I was made beautiful in the light of an hour,
But this year I’m just a meal laid out for August to devour.
So, quick, let’s go!
It’s time for a ride!

Able, willing, ready!
Fuck the Spiral Jetty!
Tonight we work large! We aim high! Pillars stare at a sky
Designed to come down upon
Everyone at once…
So, quick, let’s go!
It’s time for a ride!
The future is yours.
No, wait, I lied!
It is not yours.
It is a replica
Of scattered ash and the road the rain’s on…
What road…

I’d been working on some open-ended shit. I
Was looking for an ‘in’ and that was it.
Back at the recital, signs remain vital.
A statue is stone that rejects its own pulse.
Your heart’s fair. Your heart’s square. Your heart’s not even there!…
Wasting shore leave on the girls from Point St. Claire…
There is a light and it goes out…

A Touch of Classicism in the Night!
Your backlash was right where I wanted you!
Yes, that’s right, I wanted you to…
A Touch of Classicism in the Night!
Your backlash was right where I wanted you!
Yes, that’s right I wanted you to…
A Touch of Classicism in the Night!
Your backlash was right where I wanted you!
Yes, that’s right, I wanted you to…