Four Winds Lyrics - Four Winds - Bright Eyes

Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe 

There's people always dying, trying to keep them alive 

There are bodies decomposing in containers tonight 

In an abandoned building where 

A squatter's made a mural of a Mexican girl 

With fifteen cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl 

She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world 

Four winds blowing through her hair 

But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon 

She just can't sustain the pressure where it's placed 

She caves 

The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qu'ran's mute 

If you burn them all together, you get close to the truth still 

They are pouring over Sanskrit on the ivy league moons 

While shadows lengthen in the sun 

Cast on a school of meditation built to soften the times 

And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds 

It's knocking over fences, crossing property lines 

Four winds, cry until it comes 

And it's the sum of man 

Slouching towards Bethlehem 

A heart just can't contain all of that empty space 

It breaks, it breaks, it breaks 

Well, I went back to my rented Cadillac and company jet 

Like a newly orphaned refugee, retracing my steps 

All the way to Cassadaga to commune with the dead 

They said, 'You'd better look alive.' 

And I was off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps 

In the black hills, the bad lands, the calloused east 

I buried my ballast, I made my peace 

Heard four winds leveling the pines 

But when great Satan's gone, the whore of Babylon 

She just can't remain with all that outer space 

She breaks, she breaks, she caves, she caves