Paragon Of Order - Owen Pallett

Rage up the street a dog on a leash

Men try to corner me to get a piece

You don’t need to ask, you got it wrong

Child of a broken home can love anyone

And the unblinking eye that keeps track of our shit

It will look to the left when kids get lit

My muscles softened since I washed up here

And I traded the scythe for a cig and a bottle of beer

In the hollow distance

A man tries to be kind

The mainlander boy pays for the bath

They let you spend the night if you crash

And radiator drone, Sister Faith and Sister Chance

Children of broken homes, we will dance

And I face the ocean, pray for change

Freedom and loneliness, one and the same

I will pray in secret, says the scripture

And facing the ocean I silently whisper

In the hollow distance

A man tries to be kind

Godkiller’s alive!

Godkiller’s alive!