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Four Winds

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Four Winds 04:14
Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe There are people always dying trying to keep them alive There are bodies decomposing in containers tonight in an abandoned building Where the squatters made a mural of a Mexican girl With fifteen cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl She is standing in the ashes at the end of the world Four Winds blowing through her hair When Great Satan is gone... the Whore of Babylon... She just can’t sustain the pressure where it’s placed She caves The Bible is blind. The Torah is deaf. The Qur’an is mute. If you burned them all together you’d get close to the truth But still they are pouring over Sanskrit under Ivy League moons While shadows lengthen in the sun Cast on a school of meditation built to soften the times And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds It’s knocking over fences crossing property lines Four Winds cry until it comes It’s the Sum of Man slouching towards Bethlehem A heart just can’t contain all of that empty space It breaks. It breaks. It breaks. So I went back by rented Cadillac and company jet Like a newly orphaned refugee retracing my steps All the way to Cassadaga to commune with the dead They said, you’d better look alive Now it’s off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps In the Black Hills, the Badlands, the calloused East I buried my ballast. I made my peace. Heard Four Winds leveling the pines When Great Satan is gone... the Whore of Babylon... She just can’t remain with all that outer space She breaks. She breaks. She caves. She caves.
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released March 6, 2007

2007 Saddle Creek

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Bright Eyes Omaha, Nebraska

Bright Eyes are the Omaha, Nebraska based band consisting of Conor Oberst, Mike Mogis, and Nathaniel Walcott.

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