Church - Grandiose Lyrics
The whine in your hand is worth two at the barAnd everybody knows what you've been drinkingDisgraceful sky flecked with a nightmare of starsAnd everybody knows how you've been synchingLong distance century buzzes and fadesI wonder why you've not resignedPreviews processions and paradesYou've got to grind, grind it outLine up the arrows, push off the topThis can cause sustain foreverAnd once it's started up, it cannot be stoppedAt least it's holding us togetherLong distance century buzzes and fadesAn automatic charge on your mindThe glittering minutes, jangled decadesWe've got to grind, grind it outA vortex appears, unleashed by the crashA moment marred by hesitationBedazzled surgeon chases the gashBut we don't need that operationLong distance century buzzes and fadesElysian Fields not far behindFind me a witness amongst these shadesThey've got to grind, grind it outLong distance century buzzes and fadesI hope the deaf can lead the blindLift me up into those whirling bladesI've got to grind, grind it out
