Siberian Breaks Lyrics - Congratulations - Mgmt

Sleep as the goer 

The bridge that watches the light-speed through 

And cries while the spirit stumbles 

The inside missile for the protection of you 

Maybe it's silent 

The voice can't bear anymore strain 

But speaks without even knowing 

And streams outside in the direction of truth 

There's no reason, there's no secret to decode 

If you can't save it, leave it dying on the road 

Wide open arms can feel so cold 

So cold, feel so cold 

Balance the books, the ledges, the loons 

The disappointed look on the faces that squint at the moon 

Let's see it, with shadows enhance 

And then vote to decide who'll advance 

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Silver jet plane making a turn 

Exciting the brain that expects it to crash and then burn 

It's not the life lesson I'd have guessed 

If you're conscious you must be depressed or at least cynical 

But someone might still eat the steaks 

Even if they're tough 

Spending the day chewing the fat 

Floating away isn't rough but it's not enough 

Oh Marianne, pass me the joint 

The sandpaper's tan 

Go-getters are surfing the point 

And London's a catch on the lens 

It's over before it begins 

Silk 'round her neck falls down to her shoulders 

The older I get, the more I suspect there's a trick 

But really there's no trip at all 

That doesn't result in a fall or a faltering 

Photos 

But something could spit out the bait 

Even if it's real, rolling away missing a spoke 

Close to the ground like a wheel 

But it's not a joke 

Holding the line, clutching the phone 

Nobly wasting the night but it isn't right 

It's not right smelling for blood, praying for rain 

Running away isn't rough but it's not enough 

The low tide is telling me when it's over 

To breathe in everything exposed 

And comes back to cover me with a blanket 

Being here's always changing tunes 

The empty sky surrounds me but I can't see at all 

Wide open arms can feel so cold 

And you can sit beside me and tell me what it's worth 

But I hope I die before I get sold 

I hope I die before I get sold 

I'd rather die before I get sold 

If you find the soul that you lost 

Frozen in a starry void 

Take it within and hope the sight of blood 

Can will signs of life to return 

Back to the way that it was 

Long before it made a noise 

To keep on quietly reminding you 

What's never created or destroyed 

Wake as the swell peaks 

The close-outs drowning the birds with roars 

And howls scare the new unkindness 

That picks and laughs at the carrion scene 

Forces you see 

Breath can always go into hiding 

And wait 'til it passes over 

Or stay far gone for all eternity