Letras
One day the knife began to fall
And as it dropped I heard it call
Oh father see how I have grown
And mastered fruit of seed you sowed
I lost my erection
Saw my reflection
It was hard to see that face
He said
"Welcome home, brother
How have you been?"
We're at the end of an era
No more sharpening our arrows
No more praying
We never hit
The things that we are shooting at
We've gone through the valley
We've borne our burden badly
But lift up your ears and turn around
I think I can hear a song
The tune is sweet, the rhythm's strong
The music that could bring us all together again
One night I left my lady's side
I felt some change within the tide
I pulled a blanket over me
And set my little boat to sea
You feel the waves coming
You find the rhythm
The ocean won't let you forget
The tide goes out
But the tide will come back in
We're at the end of an era
No more sharpening our arrows
No more praying
We never hit
The things that we are shooting at
We left our lovers waiting
Spent our juices masturbating
I think it's time we start
To build something that has a heart
The air is growing thick with tones
That just might bring these scattered bones
Together again
One morning we woke up to find the chasm
Had become so wide between us and our fathers
While we slept the space grew larger
I can feel the shadow
I can hear the echo
Of a song I know we used to sing
I'm starting to remember how it begins
We're at the end of an era
No more sharpening our arrows
No more praying
We never hit
The things that we are shooting at