Only Old World

from After Horse by Thomas Nöla

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lyrics

You know that ice won’t melt itself.
Even Lucifer needs the sun’s help.
I heard you were in Chile then Mozambique.
Crossed the Outback on foot.
Or was that a dream?
The sky bold blue, you were dressed so fine.
All the springtime blooms had to run and hide.
Don’t cry too much.
Don’t smudge your face.
That’s just your heart coming up for air.
Don’t waste one more hour on despair.
It’s only Old World passing away.

People are so strange.
I see them and I’ve got nothing to say.
Sometimes we talk and you’re OK.
But I just wish there were a billion mes to fill up the world,
and we’d come together and our souls would merge
and be formed perfectly, and no one would talk,
and we’d call it peace.
But these people you know.
You worship these ghosts.
Now they live in the past.
It’s all “Look, but don’t touch”
on the other side of some brutal wall of glass.
Don’t cry too much.
Don’t smudge your face.
That’s just your heart coming up for air.
Don’t waste one more hour on despair.
It’s only Old World passing away.

You and me, we were born to be still.
And when I close my eyes there’s a gaping hole
that nothing ever fills.
Don’t cry too much.
Don’t smudge your face.
That’s just your heart coming up for air.
Don’t waste one more hour on despair.
It’s only Old World passing away.