Текст песни The Mall & Misery - Broken Bells

Use your intuition
It′s all you've got
Keys are rare
And there′s a thousand locks
Standing in your way
So goes the gold age
Of your tired life

Digging for a way
You cast a spell
Carve a path from all the things they sell
But they don't let go
Just thought you should know
Keys are rare

I know what I know
Would not fill a thimble
So let your mind go
Straight down the wrong way
Does one want to
Get more used to
The mall and misery
The dead mouths it costs to be alive

Oh she lies half burning
From the biting cold
If only to learn
What you've never been told
There′s a real world
Somewhere a good girl
Lives and breathes

Part of her opened the callow mind
Ideas stolen in the morning tide
There′s a dark time
This is your dark rhyme
Feel your heart

I know what I know
Would not fill a thimble
So let my mind go
Straight down the wrong way
Does one want to
Get more used to
The mall and misery
The dead mouths it costs to be alive