History — текст песни (Joseph Arthur)

Youre the shaded sun

Youre daddys broken gun

Youre the loneliest moon

You are a butterfly dreaming about your cocoon

Youre the only sound when I am blind

So I label you mine



Youre the house you grew up in

Youre always just arriving at your end

Youre your mamas shit eatin grin and your daddys double chin

Youre the first pair of shoes you ever went to school in

And youre the kid pretending shes in prison

Behind the bars of a jungle gym



Someones gonna give you wings

And youll think its what you need

And youll fly

Youll be so high



But youre history acts as your gravity

Your history acts as your gravity

Acts as your history acts as your gravity



Youre the only one you ever believe in

Youre the solution and you are the problem

Youre a rapist and your only victim

You are fact and you are fiction

Oure the only one youve considered a friend

And now youre alive

Waiting for your life to begin

Again



You try to find you, you who is lost

But your hooked to the rush of approaching chaos

Youre king for a minute but a fool for an hour

Alone in your room

You are a closed flower

Dreams of your shadow youre going to destroy

The way you handle yourself

Like an unbreakable toy