Fighting In a Sack - the Shins

Just last night I woke from some unconscionable dream

Had it nailed to my forehead again

To keep this boat afloat

There are things you can’t afford to know

So I save all my breath for the sails

But you’ll find those lingering voices

Are just your ego’s attempt to make it all clean and nice and make a moron out

of you

Walking a bridge on weakening cables

Huddled up in fear and hate because we know our fate and it’s a lot to put us

through

Most ideas turn to dust

As there are few in which we can all trust

Haven’t you noticed I’ve been shedding all of mine?

So let’s abandon that track

And leave our fathers fighting in a sack

Cause we’re way too wiseassed for that

You might find some fools at your doorstep

Hustling the latest changes to the book that’s the strangest

In an attempt to multiply

Marionettes on weakening cables

Huddled up with fear and hate because they know their fate and it’s a lot to

put them through

We’ve taken on a climb

And it’s long enough to put the best of us on our backs

Walking up a slide

And there are those we know who’d have us five miles off the track

You’ll find those lingering voices

Are just your ego’s attempt to make it all clean and nice and make a moron out

of you

Crossing a bridge on weakening cables

Huddled up with fear and hate because we know our fate and it’s a lot to put us

through