If you had looked, you might have just seen them Stretched in the background You'd see the oceans swell
You'd see a million colors Now quick the night draws near Her curtain spreads quicker
But the gun has no trigger. If you had looked, you'd be no one's coward You'd glimpse the password
You wouldn't need the book You'd own both slave and master But now the banks all closed
But the gun has no trigger. If you had looked, you might reconsider
Or just maybe you already have You watch their garbage cook You'd weep a bowl of tears
But now the gate comes down The pangs are growing dimmer You hold a gun to your head But the gun has no trigger More from Dirty Projectors