Tonight - TV On The Radio

My mind is like an orchard

Clustered in frozen portraits

Of blossoms that bloomed so fine

Just to drop from the vine

I’ve seen 'em all tonight

Could keep it silent and tortured

Or shove it unto the floorboards

A rusty heart starts to whine

In its tell tale time

So free it up tonight

Life deals a measly portion

Light on good friends and fortune

It’s chipped you away inside

And drawn all your blinds

Concealed it all from sight

Could cut that final corner

Charge the void no quarter

Or skip to the final line of some

Suicide note well publicized

Or give it up tonight

Kindly reverse the order

Of the options you’ve laid before you

The needle, the dirty spoon

The flames and the fumes

Just throw them out tonight

The time that you’ve been afforded

May go unsung unrewarded

Some nameless you cannot know

May be coming to show you

Unbridled love and light

Should you grow in an orchard

Covered in dusty portraits

Of blossoms that bloomed so fine

Just to drop from the vine

Oh, listen up tonight

Don’t keep it silent and tortured

Or shove it unto the floorboards

Your busted heart will be fine

In its tell tale time

So give it up tonight