E Is For Estranged Lyrics - Heartland - Owen Pallett

Boys run like water from the barrow to the trough 

They'll never stop their running 

Gunning for their brothers 

This house is a hostel 

It is peaceful but it's always emptying 

Boys all want to be someone 

Haven't you heard? 

I am a flightless bird 

I am a liar, feeding the facts to false fires 

Pathos is born, born out of bullshit 

In formal attire 

But I'll score your string ensemble 

I saw my son at seventeen 

The shutters made projections on his naked frame 

But now at twenty-five, he simply cannot stay away 

From the ketamine 

With make-up on his sores 

He spends an hour a day composing his own eulogy 

Sometimes he sends me letters 

But they're mostly garbled phrases and apologies 

Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird, I am a liar 

Feeding the facts to false fires 

Pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit in formal attire 

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