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Illuminated

from Father Father by Devin Greenwood

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lyrics

well your character inserts his own lines
sorts through the refuse of his own finds
he paints in long and melancholy lines
while the lookers look on from behind

well the grass is blue down in Tennessee
but the faces aren't faces that you wanna see
and in the interim spaces
you can break for free
and then set off running for the sea

then you whistle through world and it makes you swoon
you feel like a child in a childhood room
forgetting bout the people in line and the days that you waited
when everything becomes illuminated

well the bull market
it did a nosedive
now the bears are circling the beehive
well you dropped your shares
cause you're trading inside
but you know it's gonna haunt you till you die

well they're puttin' more people on the front line
where the vultures perch on the street signs
where the old men preach
and the young men find
that they're already running out of time

in the former republic of the IOU
we rose to sound of a military coup
but we found that the promises they made had been miscalculated
when everything became illuminated

well you're locked in the back of an old truck
and you curse to heaven for your bad luck
and the police are tuggin' on a door that's stuck
but you still can't seem to give a fuck

well the old boy's sleeping on a trampoline
cause he'd given up tryin' to keep his nose clean
then he wakes up thinking that it's gotta be a dream
cause the plot line ain't what it seems

and he knew what the well and the sick have in common
the story that the snowflake whispered in the oven
he smiled as he gazed at the faces of the one's that he hated
when everything became illuminated

texas holdem’ is a bad game
when your too drunk to know your own name
when the chance is gone 'fore you even know it came
and the cards all start to look the same

the fold is filled with it's own food
but the kids won't eat they're in a bad mood
and the killer is tilling up the walking path
and he's pouring out the concrete bath

you spend forty years riding on your only hit song
you sit around waiting with the radio on
when the money is gone
and the light in your eye is faded
then everything will be illuminated

you take your
place at the table with the bride and groom
and you feel like a child in a child hood room
when you run into the arms of the one that you thought you'd evaded
then everything will be illuminated

credits

from Father Father, released October 4, 2011
Illuminated
Devin Greenwood - vocals, guitar, lead guitar, bass, drums, juno 106, hammond B3, percussion
Ross Bellenoit - drums

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Devin Greenwood New York

Devin Greenwood is a New York City-based recording artist, filmmaker and musician. He is also co-founder of the Brooklyn recording studio The Honey Jar and has collaborated with artists such as Steve Reich, Sufjan Stevens and Priit Pärn. His work has most recently been presented at St. Ann's Warehouse (NYC), National Sawdust (NYC) and the Turku Animated Film Festival (Turku, Finland). ... more

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