The Heart That Felt Its Light

Who sings this song?
 Who knows my head?
 Who broke my knife?
 Who sings the wastes
 When the sun shows its red?
 Who suffers fools?
 Who suffers stains?
 In the real crooked boats
 In the bottom of pastures
 The cotton clouds sing:
 "I am the post between the land and the bridge.
 Yea, I call my believers to brandish
 Their photographs of fathers in pools?"
 Golden bomb
 Who sings this song
 That explodes in my palm?
 Who makes these veins
 That pulsate in your dawn?
 Where you are you are you are
 Slow down, the government is allowed
 Where's the sun? Where's the sun?
 Suck your berries or the train will not come
 Proceed to my front door
 Institutes must be the boyfriends of lies
 With my eyes closed
 Pavements sing of your daughter's reign
 She's eating pills and calling him again
 Who sings this song?
 Who breaks my bread?
 Who calls the brave?
 There is a matter in the block
 In the city, get paid
 Who sings in pools
 By the river that's stained?
 By the pool in the backyard
 In the pasture, I'll lie
 With your trembling legs
 "I am the post between the land and the bridge.
 Yea, I call my believers to brandish
 Their photographs of fathers in pools?"
 Golden bomb
 Who sings this song
 That explodes in my palm?
 Who makes these veins
 That pulsate in your dawn?
 Where you are you are you are
 Slow down, the government is allowed
 Where's the sun? Where's the sun?
 Suck your berries or the train will not come
 Proceed to my front door
 Institutes must be the boyfriends of lies
 With my eyes closed
 Pavements sing of your daughter's reign
 She's eating pills and calling him again