Midnight Directives - Owen Pallett

Cross her off the shortlist

My blood is a red-winged bird

The way will be lit by the bridges we burn, oh

And come, tornado!

Carry me away from the croft

Ruffle my hair, bear my body aloft, oh

As the cutlass came down on a Saturday night

Left an un-planted field, left my daughter and wife

Called away into service, for a clerical life

Left an un-planted field, left my daughter and wife

Thought I was a sad-boy

Now I know, I know, I know I was wrong

Since you came along, I can see how content I had been

It’ll drive a man crazy to age from the outside in

But I have a plan, it’s a trick with a prick of a pin

And as the cutlass came down on a Saturday night

Left an un-planted field, left my daughter and wife

Called away into service, for a clerical life

Left an un-planted field, left my daughter and wife

For a man can be bought, and a man can be sold

And the price of a hundred thousand unwatered souls

Is a bit of meat and a bit of coal

It’s a bit of meat and a bit of coal

It’s a little bit of meat and coal