Tortoises All the Way Down

[00:01.11] Watchmen with their eyes closed,
[00:05.94] Ransom and a scripture by the picture of your face
[00:10.90] Messages the rhymes chose,
[00:14.94] Blueprint for contrition in a cigarette case
[00:19.82] Everybody knows, son
[00:24.17] Everybody knows what you've done
[00:29.01] Everybody knows, son
[00:33.43] Everybody knows exactly what you've done
[00:38.52] Charles was alive then,
[00:41.93] Towering like a mountain at the silver trumpet blast
[00:47.01] William still alive till when our altars
[00:52.14] Are all emptied of his offerings to the last
[00:56.28] Everybody knows, son
[01:01.10] Everybody knows just what you've done
[01:05.58] Everybody knows, son
[01:09.99] And so again it goes you can't end what you've begun
[01:30.25] Surely as the sun early on the east side comes
[01:38.64] Before my sleepless eyes your features metamorphosize
[01:48.09] Surely as the sun early on the east side comes
[01:56.84] If only you had known how soon you'd be on your own
[02:04.91] How suddenly they'd cast the stone
[02:08.19] When the mouths of praise and blame start to sound the same
[02:12.45] And you've asked they please not come back around
[02:16.92] And yet they happen by, you can offer my reply:
[02:22.22] "There's tortoises all the way down."
[02:33.44] Since the night you came dressed up in your righteous name
[02:42.38] All you claim to see doesn't mean a thing to me
[02:51.54] Surely as the sun early on the east side comes
[02:59.68] I know I'm not the only one
[03:02.74] Whose blindfold-and-a-scale-ship refused to sail
[03:08.24] And yet failed since each search for solid ground
[03:11.99] You sing to me at night as the moving finger writes
[03:16.79] On tortoises all the way down
[03:20.25] You think that glass of wine could cancel half a line?
[03:25.54] But it won't wash our words out this time
[03:29.61] And I'm not the only one who's got nowhere to run
[03:34.43] Cause everybody knows, son
[03:38.96] Everybody knows just what you've done
[03:43.25] Everybody knows, son
[03:47.85] Everybody knows what you've done
[03:54.70] While all hiding inside our painting-of-a-house-hung-up-inside- that
[04:01.36] Same-painted-house-which-ever-implies-another-painted-house-inside lives
[04:07.90] Serpent-in-the-sky-lives!
[04:10.09] Servants-of-the-least-high!
[04:12.56] Most-tortoiseless lives!
[04:14.98] Would you meet me sometime soon, son, down by the riverside?
[04:19.78] There's room enough in my paradise
[04:23.53] My empty little mind
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