The Killers - Four Winds (Текст и слова песни)

Текст песни / Караоке: Four Winds

Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe
 There's people always dying trying to keep them alive
 There's bodies decomposing in containers tonight
 In an abandoned building where
 Squatters made a mural of a Mexican girl
 With fifteen cans of spray paint and a chemical swirl
 She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world
 Four winds blowing through her hair

 But when great Satan's gone... the Whore of Babylon...
 She just can't sustain the pressure where it's placed
 She caves,She caves

 The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qur'an's mute
 If you burned them all together you'd get close to the truth still
 They're pouring over Sanskrit on the Ivy League moons
 While shadows lengthen in the sun
 Cast all the school and meditation built to soften the times
 And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds
 It's knocking over fences crossing property lines
 Four Winds, cry until it comes

 And it's the Sum of Man slouching towards Bethlehem
 A heart just can't contain all of that empty space
 It breaks. It breaks. It breaks.

 Well I went back by rented Cadillac and company jet
 Like a newly orphaned refugee retracing my steps
 All the way to Cassadaga to commune with the dead
 They said, "You'd better look alive"
 And I was off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps
 In the Black Hills, the Badlands, the calloused East
 I buried my ballast. I made my peace.

 Heard Four Winds, leveling the pines

 But when great Satan's gone... the Whore of Babylon...
 She just can't remain with all that outer space
 She breaks. She breaks. She caves. She caves.
 She breaks.

 You better look alive.