Bright Eyes - The Movement Of A Hand lyrics

You follow the footsteps

echoes leading down a hall

To a room, there's music playing

Tiny bells with moving parts

Here the shadows make things ugly

an effect quite undesirable

And The gold and yellow daylight

Grows like ivy across the wall

And it bounces off of the painted porcelain

A tiny dancing doll

Her body spins as she pirouettes

Again the world suddenly seems small

On an off-white, subtle morning

You stretch your legs in the front seat

The road has made a vacuum

Where our voices used to be

And you lay your head onto my shoulder

Pour like water over me

So if I just exist for the next ten minutes of this drive that would be fine

And all the trees that line this curb would be rejoicing and alive

Soon all the joy that pours from everything makes fountains of your eyes

Because you finally understand the movement of a hand waving good-bye