מילים לשיר Going For The Gold – Bright Eyes

There's a voice on the phone
telling what had happened,
more like a disaster.
some kind of confusion
And it wondered how you were left unaffected,
No, the chemicals covered you.
but you had no knowledge.
as more liquor was poured.
So a jury was formed
No need for conviction,
they're not thirsting for justice.
But I slept with the lies I keep inside my head.
I found out I was guilty.
I found out I was guilty.
But I won't be around for the sentencing,
cause I'm leaving
on the next airplane.
they seem adequate to fill up my time.
And though I know that my actions are impossible to justify
But if I could talk to myself
like I was someone else,
and I wouldn't act like such an asshole all the time.
well then maybe I could take your advice, There's a film on the wall,
makes the people look small
who are sitting beside it,
all consumed in the drama.
They must return to their lives once the hero has died.
They will drive to the office
stopping somewhere for coffee,
where the folk singers, poets and playwrites convene,
dispensing their wisdom.
Oh dear amateur orator.
They will detail their pain
In some standard refrain. Like it's some kind of contest.
They will recite their sadness
Well, if it is, I think I am winning it,
All beaming with confidence
cause I am deserving it:
as I make my final lap.
The gold medal gleams
so hang it around my neck
the champion of idiots.
But a kid carries his walkman on that long busride
to Omaha. I know a girl who cries when she practices violin.
and then the melody comes pouring out her eyes.
Now to me, everything else, it just sounds like a lieCause each note sounds so pure, it just cuts into her,.