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Prospectors

from I Was A Fire by Eldest Son

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lyrics

The skies they turn from blue to gray
The more you do the day to day
The earth is still, the air is thick
You're slowly getting used to it
The winds they shift from east to west
You know a change is for the best
You strike a deal you hope to find
Some time and space on down the line
The skies they turn from green to red
The blood it rushes to your head
The earth you move, the walls you shake
The more you build the more you break

Bakers baking the bread while the housekeepers make the beds
Managers walk with purpose through the isles
Fixing your tires, running the cable wires, sorting the mail into piles
Down in the hole you nailed in the batter boards,
Began in the basement and worked your way up
You rehearsed, you reviewed, you got the audition
Now you're ready to star in the show

You move, you shake
You move, you shake
The more you build, the more you break
There is no part for this actor
He's all wrong, he's all wrong
He'll never work

Did you picture yourself in the prospectors union
With a handful of cash and the will to begin
Calling the shots on the next renovation, well,
That didn't sound so bad
You know what they say, "the first rule of business is know what the fuck your talking about."
If you act like a child, you better speak like a man
There's no one to hold your hand

You move, you shake
You move, you shake
The more you build, the more you break
If there's an art to this labor
It's long gone, it's fallen out of favor

The more you build, the more you break
The more you build, the more you break
The more you build, the more you break
The more you build, the more you break

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from I Was A Fire, released July 16, 2013

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