Goners Lyrics

Here comes the end, of the future
If we're already goners
Why wait any longer
For something to crack open?
Here comes the end, I brought no offering
I lied to my confessor
I fear small children
I fear curious elders

I meant to sing the truth
But the truth didn’t rhyme
You unknowable
A sly moon smile
Call me holy
Throw another poem into the fire

Here comes the end, no white ship, no sunset
I could fake wise, make brave eyes
But I know nothing
I was never trying to be saved or, do the saving
Only meant to sing the truth
When that truth didn't rhyme
I'll take what I deserve
I’ll bide my time
Call me holy
Throw another poem into the fire

I meant to sing the truth
But the truth didn't rhyme
You unknowable, a sly moon smile
Call me holy
Throw another poem into the fire
The Fire, The fire