Earthly Pastime

Bear Quartet · Moby Dick [1997]

On the outskirts of a town

that's lost all meaning

comes an old familiar feeling

for what it's worth

it knows my name stalls all shame



passed on

from day to day

but harmless

for now anyway



earthly, earthly, pastime

heavenly truce

don't care what the leaders say about the state of the nation

or who they accuse

they can't break into this frame



a sore fact but none the less

all of us must choose the right moment

for the backstabs and revelations

we wanna introduce

but nothing adds more than it takes away



today's still harmless

like a piece of paper

but appearing mightier

with your address on it



heavenly, heavenly, truce

earthly pastime

don't care what they say about the origin of low sin

you did me wrong

I intend to put it right