iron & wine
beneath the balcony
Let's go out and dance, darling Our last of days And grace the game with a blindfold on The cheaters came to play And outside the soft-handed boys Screaming cars and all their speed Music, meth, a hero beggin change His sword across his knees  and how he prays to find a man to blame For every sleepless night he spends And for every well that he warned me of But wound up falling in And then for the kids beneath the balcony Who disregard the rain To make sure the king won't grant The dead man one more day  let's go out and see darling What shines tonight And temper your dream about the dying horse With traffic, noise, and light And somewhere the soft-handed boys, Bleeding hearts, and worker bees Give to the holy mother begging change Christ across her knees  and oh how she prays to find a man to blame For every loveless night she waits And for every gun that she frowned upon But still some fucker made And then for the kid beneath the balcony Behind the garbage can Who waits for the king to come And hold his sweating hand    