Prophets letra

I was a silent partner.
I found myself with the rabble who stood on the mount,
hipshot, thinking, but not out loud:
"There are too many prophets here."

On the unlucky side of a stab in the dark,
I took it in silence, I took it to heart.
I carried it quietly over the wall.
There were too many prophets there.

I was behind it.
Strike on, zero.
Strike on, zero.

I was a silent partner for once,
and I had been split into two sections.
Here is my heart and here is my song.
There are too many prophets here.

I am divided.
Strike on, zero.
Strike on, zero.

I was a silent partner,
I know the part of the forest where you shouldn't go.
Now out of the woods and out in the day,
I see there's too many prophets here.

Strike on, zero.
Strike on, zero.
Strike on, zero.
Strike on, zero.

A.C. Newman - Letras

• 35 In The Shade
• Be Not So Fearful
• Beach Bummer
• Better Than Most
• Booking It Back
• Chantry's Ticket
• Come Crash
• Diner Drag
• Drink To Me, Babe, Then
• Just Walking To The Dress Shop
• Like a Hit Man, Like a Dancer
• Miracle Drug
• Most Of Us Prizefighters
• On The Table
• Prophets
• Secretarial
• Submarines Of Stockholm
• The Ballad Of Wallace And Chantry
• The Battle For Straight Time
• The Cloud Prayer
• The Collected Works
• The Town Halo
• There Are Maybe Ten Or Twelve