Lonely At The Top
CONOR OBERST · Upside Down Mountain 2014 · Track 05 of 13
Written by Conor Oberst
It's lonely at the top of the upside mountain Watch the sunrise from a windowless room If the Paramedics stall the soul goes on Without them in a wicker basket tied to a balloon
There are no boundaries to love The heart can't comprehend the panorama I took it on the chin from some second hand feeling Sorrow handed down to me it felt brand new
Tiny violins or some summer insects listening Another season leaving us too soon Freedom's the opposite of love You'll never keep it through the paranoia
Standing on the edge of a million landscapes Emptying and the water from the glacier fills my shoes Laying in your bed my dreams are sex and violence I chase the rapist chasing after you
There is no dignity in love Trade every scrap to get some absolution 'Til then I'm walking out the door 'Til then I'm running through the airport 'Til then i'm waiting around for no one