Badless The Luther`s Windows Lyrics

Luther`s Windows Lyrics

(alexander)

 

 Luther's windows are littered with nothing

 A crystal, a picture, a dead potted sage

 A dusty white curtain, the nose prints of a dog

 A shot glass collection from his truck driving days

 

 Luther's bedroom is as hot as an oven

 With air that's as stale as old forgotten bread

 In a cage on the dresser there's a parrot that talks

 But her name over and over is all that it says

 

 Turn your back to the sun

 You see only shadows

 Look beneath the stars

 You see only night

 Like a homesick sailor

 Luther's standing in the window

 Watching the world floating by him tonight

 

 Luther's hands once held a chain

 With keys to a home and a blue chevrolet

 Now he lives with his mother, steals all her liquor

 And chain smokes and stares at the ceiling for days

 

 Turn your back to the sun

 You see only shadows

 Look beneath the stars

 You see only night

 Like a homesick sailor

 Luther's standing in the window

 Watching the world floating by him tonight

 

 Luther's sitting by himself on the sofa

 With his head bowed down but his eyes are open wide

 Having a one man revival with an electronic bible

 Listening to the parade going by

 And the bass drum is pounding, the trumpets are bleating

 And he's reading a verse from st. john

 A trickle of light seeps through the blind

 Luther pulls down the shade until he makes up his mind

 

 Well, turn your back to the sun

 You see only shadows

 Look beneath the stars

 You see only night

 Like a homesick sailor

 Luther's standing in the window

 Watching the world floating by him tonight

 It's floating by him tonight