Ship in a Bottle

Bright Eyes

Bright Eyes “Ship in a Bottle” (ripped from vinyl)

I want to be the surgeon that cuts you open and fixes all of life’s mistakes
I want to be the house that you were raised in, the only place that you feel safe
I want to be your shower in the morning that wakes you up and makes you clean
I know I’m just the weather against your window as you sleep through a winter’s dream
Something’s churning the earth, something’s stirring the sky.
Every color at once in a column of light
Bacteria breeds on a microscope slide
The worm in my heart is the apple of your eye.
Don’t adore what is impossible, we have built this ship in a wine bottle
If we knew how it worked we would have to grow old.
Something’s eating at you, wakes you up in the night
If you’re digging the past who knows what you’ll find
Read the newspaper print off the microfiche slide
And you’re holding your breath for the rest of your life
Don’t you love what is intangible, I have built this ship in a wine bottle
But if you knew who I was, you would never grow old