Knots Lyrics - Watsky

What a tangle 

What a strangling knot to be caught in 

To be exiled here 

To be stuck in Berlin with Vienna so near 

Yet so far from the Emperor's ear 

What a strange and impossible sum 

To be old while to still be so young 

To have sung before speaking a word 

To be heard 

To be hailed 

Then to fail 

To be done 

To love but to be so naive 

To trust and to be so deceived 

To mourn, forlorn, to be torn from you 

Scorned for another who suffers no grief 

To curse God, seeking lightning 

And to still be ignored 

To hide in this room, now too rich to afford 

To hear armies of creditors bang at the door 

Always yelling for more 

And to have nothing to sell that could help 

Except for the Steinway that sits in the corner 

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For Arthur it all came too easily 

To learn the scales in every key 

To play the etudes and the suites 

The nocturnes and The Fantaisie 

To master the sonatas, minuets, and symphonies 

To seek the truth fits and starts 

To strike the middle F like it's an arrow through the heart 

To wing the right hand like a dove (the peaceful flutter of a dove) 

And with left a violent shove (some moments will demand a shove) 

To needle gently yet relentless with a steady foot upon the pedal 

And to clench the iron first inside the velvet glove 

To learn to whisper and to scream 

(the whisper justifies the scream) 

To let each yearning finger breathe 

(no, nothing lives unless it breathes) 

To burn, to worship, to mislead 

To pose a question with a pinky on a key 

To flee, to fight, to bleed 

To float in air 

Nothing solid underneath 

To rap those heavy knuckles on the gate to heaven til there's nothing to 

Achieve, but 

To go retrieve the length of cable hidden in the cabinet 

To metamorphasize the twisted rope unto an alphabet 

To lay the lazy C upon the shabby wooden floor to rest 

To send the end across the top and bend the C into an S 

To curve the tail beneath the S to turn the tangle to a B 

To hug the wretched root around the fibers suffocatingly 

To wrap again to wrap again to give the coil seven loops 

To penetrate the yawning hoop 

To tug the loose appendage through 

To yank the knot until it's ready for the job it's got to do 

To toss the braid above the ceiling beam and to affix the noose 

To bid adieu to all of you until there's nothing left to do but 

Climb the chair 

To cinch the collar 

Find the edge 

To step into the air 

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