Method Acting / Cortez The Killer

Bright Eyes/Neil Young cover medley
 There's no beginning to the story
 A bookshelf sinks into the sand
 And a language learned, forgot in turn
 Studied once again
 It's a shocking bit of footage
 Viewed on a shitty TV screen
 You can squint at it
 The snow and static
 To make out what it means
 And keep stretching that antenna
 Hoping that it will come clear
 I need some reception
 A higher message
 Please tell me what to feel
 'Cause I don't know what tomorrow brings
 It's alive with such possibilities
 But I know that I feel better when I sing
 Burdens are lifted from me
 That's my voice rising
 So T-Bone, please keep the tape rolling
 We'll keep strumming that guitar
 We need a record of our failures
 We must document our love
 I sat too long in my silence
 Grown too old on my pain
 To shed this skin, be born again
 It starts with an ending
 And I don't know what tomorrow brings
 It's full of such possibilities
 But I know that I feel better when I sing
 Burdens are lifted from me
 That's my voice rising
 It's not a movie, no private screening
 This method acting--I call it living
 It's like a fountain, the door is open
 We have a problem with no solution
 But to love and to be loved
 So thank you friends for the time we shared
 Your love stays with me like sunlight and air
 And I truly wish I could keep hanging around here
 My joy is covering me, soon I will disappear
 He came dancing across the water
 With his galleons and guns
 Looking for the new world
 In the palace in the sun
 On the shore lay Montezuma
 With his coca leaves and pearls
 In his halls, he often wondered
 The secrets of the world
 And his subjects gathered round him
 Like the leaves around a tree
 In their clothes of many colors
 For the angry gods to see
 And the women all looked beautiful
 And the men stood straight and strong
 They offered life in sacrifice
 So that others could go on
 Hate was just a legend
 And war was never known
 The people worked together
 And they lifted many stones
 Then they carried them to the flatlands
 But they died along the way
 And they built up with their bare hands
 What we still can't do today
 And I know she's living there
 And she loves me to this day
 I just can't remember when
 Or how I lost my way