Interpret:

Arcade Fire

Album:

Funeral

Somethin’ filled up
My heart with nothin’
Someone told me not to cry


But now that I’m older
My heart’s colder
And I can see that it’s a lie


Children wake up
Hold your mistake up
Before they turn the summer into dust


If the children don’t grow up
Our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up
We’re just a million little god’s causin rain storms
Turnin’ every good thing to rust


I guess we’ll just have to adjust


With my lightnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am goin’ to be
When the reaper he reaches and touches my hand


With my lightnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am goin’
With my lightnin’ bolts a glowin’
I can see where I am go-goin’


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