Lyrics:

Artist: Bright Eyes
Title: A Machine Spiritual (In The People's Key)
Album: The People's Key

Bright Eyes - A Machine Spiritual (In The People's Key)
by GenK!!

The Peoples Key
Ringing through arena seats
The black machine
Played it all from memory
A fever dream
Well, Ill come back eventually
To wade into the water
Another and another we go

Form some kind of code
The bodies float
And form some kind of code
The bodies float
Someone is out to know

Papa Hobo
Dont hide your eyes
Mother Mountain
Dont kill your unborn child
His day is coming
His day is coming

A question burns
Beneath the centuries of dirt
That voice youve heard
Well, every head is a different world
Where mine is concerned
I boarded up the windows
A catatonic plateau
A backwards, black-faced minstrel show

So just let me go
The prisoner moans
Oh just let me go
The prisoner moans
No one has to know

Eva Braun went to dye her hair
Little Hitler sat in his giants chair

And dreamed of nowhere
And dreamed of nowhere
And dreamed

The Peoples Key
Ringing filling everything
The theme repeats
Thinner than the galaxy
Impart to me
Your wisdom and eventually
Ill float into the ether
Another from another we grow

Form some kind of code
Of flesh and bone
We form some kind of code
Of flesh and bone
No, you are not alone

History bows and it steps aside
In the jungle there are columns of purple light

We are starting over
We are starting over
We are starting
We are starting


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