Cannibal Resource - Dirty Projectors

Look around at everyone

Everyone looks alive and waiting

The wind is up, the stars are out

The sun is calm, the light is fading

But we are

Still counting on cannibal resource

OK, open your eyes

I think you’re more than a terrified witness

Behind the arbitrary line

Can it ask a question?

Can it sing a melody?

Can it be interpreted?

But is it more than what the eye can see?

Maybe not

Still counting on cannibal resource

OK, open your eyes

I think you’re more than a terrified witness

Behind the arbitrary line

I’m cryin'

I’m cryin'

Still counting on cannibal resource

OK, open your eyes

I think you’re more than a terrified witness

Behind the arbitrary line

The arbitrary line

The arbitrary line

The arbitrary line