Holding Back The Year
Lou Barlow
3:31Things are not so horrible Now you're not my oracle Something died for all time When I saw you conspiring to Never lift a finger Once you were my manager Then you were my passenger Different highs, different lies 'Til no soul would reshape you again Nothing gained, something lost The ecstasy had worn off Something died for all time When I saw you conspiring to Never lift a finger Something died for all time When I saw you conspiring to Never lift a finger