Middleman Lyrics - Bright Eyes

I traveled though the atmosphere as a wall of feedback climbed 

The pegs were gold, the band was old, they played in half time 

Now every dream gets whittled down just like every fool gets wise 

You will never reap of any seed deprived of sunlight 

So I have become the middleman 

The gray areas are mine 

The in-between, the absentee 

Is a beautiful disguise 

So I keep my footlights shining bright just like I keep my exits wide 

Because I never know when it's time to go, it's too crowded now inside 

The dead can hide beneath the ground and the birds can always fly 

But the rest of us do what we must in constant compromise 

So I have become the middleman 

The gray areas are fine 

The "I don't know," the "maybe so" 

Is the only real reply 

It is the only true reply