Zigzagging Toward the Light - Conor Oberst

I’m blessed with a heart that doesn’t stop

My minds a weathervane it spins around just like a top

Knows what the winds of fortune bring

In the season of the witch

Home is a perjury, a parlor trick, an urban myth

Oh how the circumstances change (ooohhhh)

This world is smoke and steam

Compromise and metermaids

I’m going to leave here before to long

Zigzagging toward the light

I’m off to sing my boundless song

True love it hides like city stars

Nothing to gaze upon or contemplate

How near or far

If it comes, it comes quite unannounced

A momentary glance

Lit up by sun or moon

Or bonfire or ambulance

Oh how the circumstances change (ooohhhh)

Feels unmistakable with no idea from where it came

But you will know it when it’s gone

Zigzagging through the night

I’ve heard you sing your boundless song

How did you sing the boundless song?

How did you sing?

How did you sing?

Sing for the founders his word is never kept

A bindle of flowers to state his mind

And bloom when he forgets

It’s true that shadows tell the time

On sunny afternoons, on crowded sidewalks, passersby

I’m in a queue that stretches out

Far as the eye can see

It forms a figure eight and goes on for eternity

Oh how the circumstances change (ooohhhh)

I fly by interstate across a purple mountain range

I find a place to come undone

Zigzagging toward you now

I sing out loud our boundless song