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Think I'm stranded but I don't know where
I got this diamond that don't know how to shine
In the sun where the dark winds wail
And these children leave their rulers behind
As we cross ten leagues from a rubicon
With matchsticks for my bones
If we could learn how to freeze ourselves alive
We could learn to leave these burdens to burn

Cast out these creatures of woe
Who shatter themselves
Fighting a fire with your bare hands

Now my journey takes me further south
I want to hear what the blind men sing
With their fossils and their gypsy bones
I'll stand beside myself so I'm not alone
And how can I make new again
What rusts every time it rains
And the rain it comes and floods our lungs
We're just orphans in a tidal wave's wake

If I wake up and see my maker coming
With all of his crimson and his iron desire
We'll drag the streets with the baggage of longing
To be loved or destroyed
From a void to a grain of sand in your hand

APPEARS ON:
Modern Guilt
Orphans

YEAR RELEASED:
2008

LENGTH:
3:16

WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen

PRODUCED BY:
Beck Hansen
Danger Mouse

ENGINEERED BY:
Drew Brown

MIXED BY:
Kennie Takahashi

MASTERED BY:
Bob Ludwig

PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Flute, Percussion

Brian Lebarton
Synthesizer

Jason Falkner
Bass

Chan Marshall
Vocals

Danger Mouse
Beats

 
Think I'm stranded but I don't know where
I got this diamond that don't know how to shine
In the sun where the dark winds wail
And these children leave their rulers behind
As we cross ten leagues from a rubicon
With matchsticks for my bones
If we could learn how to freeze ourselves alive
We could learn to leave these burdens to burn

Cast out these creatures of woe
Who shatter themselves
Fighting a fire with your bare hands

Now my journey takes me further south
I want to hear what the blind men sing
With their fossils and their gypsy bones
I'll stand beside myself so I'm not alone
And how can I make new again
What rusts every time it rains
And the rain it comes and floods our lungs
We're just orphans in a tidal wave's wake

If I wake up and see my maker coming
With all of his crimson and his iron desire
We'll drag the streets with the baggage of longing
To be loved or destroyed
From a void to a grain of sand in your hand

APPEARS ON:
Modern Guilt Acoustic

LENGTH:
3:34

WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen

PRODUCED BY:
Beck Hansen

PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

Jessica Dobson
Acoustic Guitar, Background Vocals

Bram Inscore
Bass

Brian Lebarton
Drums






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