Silent Arrow
by David Thomas Broughton
From the album: Crippling Lack
Lyrics for Silent Arrow
I'm not the monster I'm painted to be I'm good right to my bones I have not inherited your wisdom I've gone out on my own I have gone out on my own Ploughed a furrow Why do we play these games? Paused for a thought And so it goes And so it goes Most ordinary thing on earth Cloud has ruptured above us Cracking the skin over our town A spell in the air that we breathe In the air we breathe In the air we breathe In the air we breathe In the air we breathe In the air we breathe And in the air we breathe There was a time when I was the only thing That didn't make you sad Now you're sad all the time And I can't alter that No, I can't alter that Fever dips into your heart Like a silent arrow Complicates any signs of joy With a blanket sorrow With a blanket sorrow With a blanket sorrow With a blanket sorrow Blanket sorrow With a blanket sorrow