Arc of Time (Time Code) [Companion Version] Bright Eyes

[Verse 1]
You can make a plan, carve it into stone
Like a feather fallin', it is still unknown
Until the clock speaks up, says it's time to go
You can choose the high or the lower road

[Verse 2]
You might clench your fist, you might fork your tongue
As you curse or praise all the things you've done
And the faders move and the music dies
As we pass over on the arc of time

[Chorus]
So you nurse your love like a wounded dove
In the covered cage of night
Every star is crossed by frenetic thoughts
That separate and then collide
And they twist like sheets 'til you fall asleep
They finally unwind
It's a black balloon
It's a dream you'll soon deny

[Verse 3]
I hear if you make friends with good old Jesus Christ
You can get right up from that chalk outline
Then you'll get dolled up and you'll dress in white
All to take your place in his chorus line