Time And Good Fortune Lyrics - Phantom Moon - Duncan Sheik

Drifter, what about her conversation? 

Drifter, how about an explanation? 

Where you go when you receive? 

And why you never let her feed? 

On all that truth you hold so dear 

But never let another near 

No one around 

My, don't we love? 

No one around 

No, to the quiet gazes 

No, to the muttered phrases 

No, to the utter waste of 

Time and good fortune 

Taster of the poetry 

Of Pater, Proust and Socrates 

What are you to do but sleep 

When are you to stop and weep? 

For all your inability 

To mate with your own memory 

No one around 

My, don't we love? 

No one around 

No, to the mindless gazes 

No, to the splintered phrases 

No, to the utter waste of 

Time and good fortune 

Singer, will the singing say it? 

Singer, would such saying change it? 

A whole long life spent tuning strings 

And will it now mean anything? 

But empty chords that only bring 

An endless, voiceless sorrowing 

No one around 

My, don't we love? 

No one around 

No, to the frightened gazes 

No, to the stuttered phrases 

No, to the utter waste of 

Time and good fortune 

Time and good fortune 

Time and good fortune