paroles de chanson Country Disappeared - Live at Hard Rock Hotel, Riviera Maya, Mexico, Jan. 18, 2022 - Wilco

Wake up, we're here
So much worse than we feared
There's nothing left here
Our country has disappeared
With the winter trees bleeding, leaf red blood
And the summer sweet dreaming, April blush
But none of that is ever going to mean as much to me again

Hold out your hand
There's so much we don't understand
So stick as close as you can
To all of your best laid plans
You've got the white clouds hanging so high above you
You've got the helicopters dangling, angling to shoot
The shots to feed the hungry weekend news crew anchormen

So every evening, we can watch from above
Crush the cities like a bug
Fold ourselves into each other's guts
Turn our faces up to the sun

I won't take no
I won't let you go
All by yourself
I know you need my help
When the cold light shakes you like a chandelier
And the snowflakes break through the atmosphere
And melt on the blue breath of the auctioneers and disappear

So, every evening we can watch from above
Crush the cities like a bug
Fold ourselves into each other's blood
Turn our faces up to the sun