He Doesnt Know Why
Fleet Foxes - 《Fleet Foxes》
Penniless and tired with your hair grown long
I was looking at you there and your face looked wrong
Memory is a fickle siren song
In the gentle light as the morning nears
You don't say a single word of your last two years
Well you will be you've reached the frontier
See your rugged hands and a silver knife
Twenty dollars in your hand makes you hold so tight
All the evidence of your vacant life
And you will try to do what you did before
Pull the wool over your eyes
Let your family take you back to your original mind
There's nothing I can say
There's nothing I can say