
we change our meanings.
indie, shoegaze, psychedelic pop, expertmential, art rock, female singer, provocative, cassette
a.astronaut·2:52

2:52
we change our meanings.
indie, shoegaze, psychedelic pop, expertmential, art rock, female singer, provocative, cassette
Creator: a.astronautRelease Date: November 27, 2025
Lyrics
lyrics; me
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beggar movin` slowly
comin` down the road
shoulders slumped down lowly
ask him what he knows
he'll tell you something holy
he'll offer and he'll sow
"man speaks lookin` closely
but can't see beyond the goad"
oh, there's a hint of what's to come
oh, we've come too far to run
oh, we once were favored sons
oh no no, what's left has spun undone
try your luck still,
don't squabble over coin
hold your faith until
you know just what you join
then you'll have your fill
of honored breast and loin
then you'll know your will
but will you get the point
oh, there's a hint of what's to come
oh, we've come too far to run
oh, we once were favored sons
oh no no, what's left has spun undone
we change our meanings
still water belies waiting death
the gods no need for all our plea'ing
it's all the same to save or hold our breath
oh, there's a hint of what's to come
oh, we've come too far to run
oh, we once were favored sons
oh no no, what's left has spun undone
we change our meanings
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beggar movin` slowly
comin` down the road
shoulders slumped down lowly
ask him what he knows
he'll tell you something holy
he'll offer and he'll sow
"man speaks lookin` closely
but can't see beyond the goad"
oh, there's a hint of what's to come
oh, we've come too far to run
oh, we once were favored sons
oh no no, what's left has spun undone
try your luck still,
don't squabble over coin
hold your faith until
you know just what you join
then you'll have your fill
of honored breast and loin
then you'll know your will
but will you get the point
oh, there's a hint of what's to come
oh, we've come too far to run
oh, we once were favored sons
oh no no, what's left has spun undone
we change our meanings
still water belies waiting death
the gods no need for all our plea'ing
it's all the same to save or hold our breath
oh, there's a hint of what's to come
oh, we've come too far to run
oh, we once were favored sons
oh no no, what's left has spun undone
we change our meanings
