Giving Up the Gun

  • Your sword's grown old and rusty
    Burnt beneath the rising sun
    It's locked up like a trophy
    Forgetting all the things it's done
    And though it's been a long time
    You're right back where you started from
    I see it in your eyes
    That now you're giving up the gun

    When I was seventeen, I had wrists like steel
    And I felt complete
    And now my body fades behind a brass charade
    And I'm obsolete
    But if the chance remained to see those better days
    I'd cut the cannons down
    My ears are blown to bits from all the rifle hits
    But I still crave that sound

    Your sword's grown old and rusty
    Burnt beneath the rising sun
    It's locked up like a trophy
    Forgetting all the things it's done
    And though it's been a long time
    You're right back where you started from
    I see it in your eyes
    That now you're giving up the gun

    I heard you play guitar down at a seedy bar
    Where skinheads used to fight
    Your Tokugawa smile and your garbage style
    Used to save the night
    You felt the coming wave, told me we'd all be brave
    You said you wouldn't flinch
    But in the years that passed, since I saw you last
    You haven't moved an inch

    Your sword's grown old and rusty
    Burnt beneath the rising sun
    It's locked up like a trophy
    Forgetting all the things it's done
    And though it's been a long time
    You're right back where you started from
    I see it in your eyes
    That now you're giving up the gun

    I see you shine in your way
    Go on, go on, go on
    I see you shine in your way
    Go on, go on, go on
    I see you shine in your way
    Go on, go on, go on
    I see you shine in your way
    Go on, go on, go on
    I see you shine in your way
    Go on, go on, go on
    I see you shine in your way
    Go on, go on, go on
    (I see you shine in your way
    Go on, go on, go on
    I see you shine in your way
    Go on, go on, go on)

    Your sword's grown old and rusty
    Burnt beneath the rising sun
    It's locked up like a trophy
    Forgetting all the things it's done
    And though it's been a long time
    You're right back where you started from
    I see it in your eyes
    That now you're giving up the gun Writer/s: Christopher Joseph Baio, Christopher William Tomson, Ezra Koenig, Rostam Batmanglij
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