The Sound Of The Engines
Oh, I dream of starships
Starships and the void
The faces of the prophets
History destroyed
But I will live forever
Of this I am sure
Bury my lovers
I am the cure
My body is wider and stronger
Than collapsing buildings
And I will see the graves
I will see the graves of your children
Woke up in an ambulance
Beaten and bleeding
The sound of the engines
Oh, I am a wound un-healing
When I was a user
My arms were all in splinters
But out here in the snowy fields
I am the winter
My coat it flies open and I let you in
The Great White Noise will be your undoing
A left to the heavens
And a right, a right to the jaw
A chorus of the angels, and I fall
Woke up in an ambulance
Blue fingered and freezing
The sound of the engines
Oh, I am a wound un-healing
Writer/s: Owen Pallett
