Duncan Sheik Time And Good Fortune Lyrics

Time And Good Fortune Lyrics

Drifter, what about her conversation?

Drifter, how about an explanation
--

Where you go, when you recede;

And why you never let her feed

On
all that truth you hold so dear

But never let another near?



No one
around --

My, don't we love? --

No one around.



No -- to the
quiet gazes.

No -- to the muttered phrases.

No -- to the utter waste
of

Time and good fortune.



Taster of the poetry,

Of Pater,
Proust, and Socrates...

What are you to do but sleep?

And when are you
to stop and weep

For all you inability

To mate with your own
memory?



No one around --

My, don't we love? --

No one
around.



No -- to the endless gazes.

No -- to the splintered
phrases.

No -- to the utter waste of

Time and good
fortune.



Singer, will the singing say it?

Singer, will such saying
change it?

A whole long life spent tuning strings,

And will it now mean
anything

But empty chords that only bring

And endless, voiceless
sorrowing?



No one around --

My, don't we love? --

No one
around.



No -- to the frightened gazes.

No -- to the stuttered
phrases.

No -- to the utter waste of

Time and good
fortune.



Time and good fortune...