lyrics
So It Goes
June 30, 2016
Take down Slaughterhouse 5
And I'll read you Pilgrim's lines
As he opened up the dark
Kilgore walks the streets tonight
What he sees words can't describe
Apathy - its blackened heart
Summer's gone but your hand's still warm Your smile keeps the cold away Concentrate on this alone We'll save the world another day
X's on the canvas mat There's no cradle, there's no cat And these mountains can't be traced Cup your thoughts like coffee black And spill out the nothing left Into the hands of whom we're placed
Kiss me, make it go away Your magic healing hands of peace Take this world and make it right 'Cause no help's coming from above
Summer's gone but your hand's still warm Your smile keeps the cold away Concentrate on this alone We'll save the world another day
X's on the canvas mat There's no cradle, there's no cat And these mountains can't be traced Cup your thoughts like coffee black And spill out the nothing left Into the hands of whom we're placed
Kiss me, make it go away Your magic healing hands of peace Take this world and make it right 'Cause no help's coming from above