THE AIRBORNE TOXIC EVENT LYRICS
"The Graveyard Near The House"
This song gives me peace when I run. It reminds me, there's someone
waiting for me at the finish line who has my back. That's a powerful thing.
The other day when we were walking by the graveyard near the house you
asked me if I thought we would ever die? And if life and love both fade
so predictably, we've made ourselves a kind of predictable lie.
So I pictured us like corpses lying side by side in pieces in some dark and lonely
plot under a bough. We looked so silly there all decomposed, half
turned to dust in tattered clothes, though we probably look just as silly
now.
Bye, bye, bye, to all this dog-eared innocence. I can't pretend
that I can tell you what is going to happen next or how to be.
But you have no idea about me. Do you?
And it left me to wonder if people ever know each other or just stumble
around like strangers in the dark. Because sometimes
you seem so strange to me, I must seem strange to you. We're
like two actors playing our parts. Did you memorize your lines?
'Cause I did. Here's the part where I get so mad. I tell you that I
can't forget the past. You get so quiet now and you seem somehow like a
lost and lonely child and you just hope that the moment won't
last.
Bye, bye, bye all this dogged innocence. I can't pretend that
I can tell you what is going to happen next or how to be.
But you have no idea about me. Do you?
Still, there's always a way around.
There's something tying our feet to the ground.
A moment passed, we hear how it sounds. And it seems a little
less profound, like we're all going the same way down.
I'm just trying to write it all down.
I write songs, and you write letters. We are tied like
two in tethers, and we talk and read and laugh and sleep at night
in bed together. And you wake in tears sometimes, I can see the
thoughts flash across your eyes. They say, “Darling will you be kind?
Will you be a good man and stay behind if I get old?”
Then the letters all flash through my head, with the words that I was told, about the
fading flesh of life and love, the failures of the bold. I can list
each crippling fear like I'm reading from a will.
And I'll defy every one and love you still. I will carry you with me up every hill. And if you
die before I die, I'll carve your name out of the sky. I'll fall asleep
with your memory and dream of where you lie.
It may be better to move on and to let life just carry on and I may be wrong. Still I'll
try.
Because it's better to love whether you win or lose or die.
It's better to love and I will love you until I die.
THE AIRBORNE TOXIC EVENT
asked me if I thought we would ever die? And if life and love both fade
so predictably, we've made ourselves a kind of predictable lie.
So I pictured us like corpses lying side by side in pieces in some dark and lonely
plot under a bough. We looked so silly there all decomposed, half
turned to dust in tattered clothes, though we probably look just as silly
now.
Bye, bye, bye, to all this dog-eared innocence. I can't pretend
that I can tell you what is going to happen next or how to be.
But you have no idea about me. Do you?
And it left me to wonder if people ever know each other or just stumble
around like strangers in the dark. Because sometimes
you seem so strange to me, I must seem strange to you. We're
like two actors playing our parts. Did you memorize your lines?
'Cause I did. Here's the part where I get so mad. I tell you that I
can't forget the past. You get so quiet now and you seem somehow like a
lost and lonely child and you just hope that the moment won't
last.
Bye, bye, bye all this dogged innocence. I can't pretend that
I can tell you what is going to happen next or how to be.
But you have no idea about me. Do you?
Still, there's always a way around.
There's something tying our feet to the ground.
A moment passed, we hear how it sounds. And it seems a little
less profound, like we're all going the same way down.
I'm just trying to write it all down.
I write songs, and you write letters. We are tied like
two in tethers, and we talk and read and laugh and sleep at night
in bed together. And you wake in tears sometimes, I can see the
thoughts flash across your eyes. They say, “Darling will you be kind?
Will you be a good man and stay behind if I get old?”
Then the letters all flash through my head, with the words that I was told, about the
fading flesh of life and love, the failures of the bold. I can list
each crippling fear like I'm reading from a will.
And I'll defy every one and love you still. I will carry you with me up every hill. And if you
die before I die, I'll carve your name out of the sky. I'll fall asleep
with your memory and dream of where you lie.
It may be better to move on and to let life just carry on and I may be wrong. Still I'll
try.
Because it's better to love whether you win or lose or die.
It's better to love and I will love you until I die.
THE AIRBORNE TOXIC EVENT
