Empty Vessel - Dirty Projectors

We’re facing forward or

With our eyes closed

We are dreaming of the coast

We have a basket wrapped

In a cloak and in it’s

What we cherish most

Overhead is a bird is coming

To rest on our crowns

Weightless and with

Out a sound

There is no other one

I can see there’s only

You and only me

No matter how the whole world

Is underneath the burden

Of multitudes

We are just another empty vessel

Filled by warmth

Forged in crucible

Of hope

Empty vessel

Empty vessel

Empty vessel