The Awful Sweetness of Escaping Sweat
We escape from the house
As the day disappears from the sky
Into night
We became what we wanted to be
Like a dream or a ghost
I collapse out of turn
Near a house
Lying still in the grass and felt the heat from the ground
Rising up to contract and expand like a breath
We escape from that place
Soaked with sweat and the poison we drank
Fill the bathtub with ice and hope this fever will break
Like a heart
Easily
But I do not recall all the words that were formed
On those wired lips as they greeted me
A promise was made without thought as the temperature climbed
And I started to sink like the moon
Tends to do if you stare at it too long
Then you blink and it's gone
And we crawl to our sleep with the dawn, take
And isn't it the same mistake?
And isn't it the same mistake?
And isn't it the same mistake?
It's not much of an escape
And isn't it the same?
I awake in the light feeling hollow and selfishly warm
Close the blinds and retreat until what is burning is gone
And it's light is away
Then we are back in the dark
Chasing nothing through backyards and trees
You ripped your shirt on a fence but it didn't get me
Yeah, it's fear
It makes you slow
And these creatures look crooked
Their shadows cut lines through my face and the concrete is fire
Where my bare feet are placed
In a line next to yours
And I guess I'm not sure if it's fear that was born
As those awful eyes made their claim on us
I put my hands on the fence
Said your name
And I started to climb
And it must have been sweat but I drank it like wine
It was sweet and my mouth was dry
I heard you scream but I made no reply
I can still taste it now if I try
As the day disappears from the sky
Into night
We became what we wanted to be
Like a dream or a ghost
I collapse out of turn
Near a house
Lying still in the grass and felt the heat from the ground
Rising up to contract and expand like a breath
We escape from that place
Soaked with sweat and the poison we drank
Fill the bathtub with ice and hope this fever will break
Like a heart
Easily
But I do not recall all the words that were formed
On those wired lips as they greeted me
A promise was made without thought as the temperature climbed
And I started to sink like the moon
Tends to do if you stare at it too long
Then you blink and it's gone
And we crawl to our sleep with the dawn, take
And isn't it the same mistake?
And isn't it the same mistake?
And isn't it the same mistake?
It's not much of an escape
And isn't it the same?
I awake in the light feeling hollow and selfishly warm
Close the blinds and retreat until what is burning is gone
And it's light is away
Then we are back in the dark
Chasing nothing through backyards and trees
You ripped your shirt on a fence but it didn't get me
Yeah, it's fear
It makes you slow
And these creatures look crooked
Their shadows cut lines through my face and the concrete is fire
Where my bare feet are placed
In a line next to yours
And I guess I'm not sure if it's fear that was born
As those awful eyes made their claim on us
I put my hands on the fence
Said your name
And I started to climb
And it must have been sweat but I drank it like wine
It was sweet and my mouth was dry
I heard you scream but I made no reply
I can still taste it now if I try
Credits
Writer(s): Conor Oberst
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Other Album Tracks
- The Invisible Gardener
- Patient Hope in New Snow
- Saturday as Usual
- Falling Out of Love at This Volume
- Exaltation on a Cool Kitchen Floor
- The Awful Sweetness of Escaping Sweat
- Puella Quam Amo Est Pulchra
- Driving Fast Through a Big City at Night
- How Many Lights Do You See?
- I Watched You Taking Off
All Album Tracks: A Collection of Songs Written and Recorded 1995-1997 >
Altri album
- Five Dice, All Threes
- Bells and Whistles
- Christmas in Prison (feat. John Prine) - Single
- Pan and Broom (Eve Maret Remix)
- Noise Floor: A Companion
- The People's Key: A Companion - EP
- Cassadaga: A Companion
- Middleman (Companion Version)
- LIFTED or The Story Is in the Soil, Keep Your Ear to the Ground: A Companion
- I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning: A Companion
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