Can’t see yourself in evolution;
The history of our creation.
So dog's eyes, smiling,
Scare you about dying.
I can't shake this superstition.
Jesus, give me your permission.
And God's eye looks in
Like a ghost you don't believe in.
Someone let me live this way
And I cannot get rid of it.
Soft eyes.
Hard hands.
The shovel.
The garden.
The deep hole.
The secret.
The water to feed it.
The season of growing.
And to everyone knowing.
The history of our creation.
So dog's eyes, smiling,
Scare you about dying.
Jesus, give me your permission.
And God's eye looks in
Like a ghost you don't believe in.
And I cannot get rid of it.
Hard hands.
The shovel.
The garden.
The deep hole.
The secret.
The water to feed it.
The season of growing.
And to everyone knowing.
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the allegedly official lyrics from the band:
Can't see yourself in evolution The history of our creation So dog's eyes, smiling Scare you about dying
I can't shake this superstition Jesus, give me your permission And God's eye looks in like a ghost You don't believe in
Someone hit me with this wish And I cannot get rid of it: Soft eyes, hard hands A shovel, a garden A deep hole, a secret And water to feed it A season of growing And soon everyone knowing
Soft eyes, hard hands A shovel, a garden A deep hole, a secret And water to feed it A season of growing And soon everyone knowing
according to Wye Oak: (and the song is called Dogs Eyes btw, it's plural)
can't see yourself in evolution, the history of our creation, so dogs' eyes smiling scare you about dying. i can't shake this superstition, jesus give me your permission, and god's eye looks in like a ghost you don't believe in. someone hit me with this wish, and i cannot get rid of it: soft eyes, hard hands, a shovel, a garden, a deep hole, a secret, and water to feed it. a season of growing, and soon, everyone knowing.
my interpretation:
Can see yourself in evolution The history of our creation So dog's eyes, smiling Scare you about dying
I can't shake this superstition Jesus, give me your permission And God's eye looks in like a ghost You don't believe in
Someone let you live this way And I cannot get rid of them Soft eyes, hard hands A shovel, the garden
A deep hole, a secret In order to feed it A season of calling And to everyone knowing
Soft eyes, hard hands A shovel the garden A deep hole, a secret In order to feed it A season of calling And to everyone knowing
here's mine:
can see yourself in evolution the history of our creation saw dog's eyes, smiling scare you about dying
i can't shake this superstition jesus, give me your permission then god's eye looks in that ghost you don't believe in
someone let you live this way but i cannot get rid of it soft eyes, hard hands a shovel, a garden
a deep hole, a secret and water to feed it the season of calling/going (?) and to everyone knowing
soft eyes, hard hands a shovel, a garden a deep hole, a secret and water to feed it the season of falling (?) and to everyone knowing
slightly different interpretation:
can't see yourself in evolution the history of our creation saw dog's eyes, smiling scare you about dying
i can't shake this superstition jesus, give me your permission then god's eye looks in like a ghost you don't believe in
someone let me live this way and i cannot get rid of it soft eyes, hard hands a shovel, a garden
a deep hole, a secret and water to feed it the season of ____ (growing/going?) and to everyone knowing
soft eyes, hard hands a shovel, a garden a deep hole, a secret and water to feed it the season of ____ (growing/going?) and to everyone knowing