Varieties of Exile Songtext
von Beirut

Every word
Sounds like a siren
Rings through the town
Breaking the silence
It′s a good life
Wait and it's over
Every word
Ever
We never had in mind
Pray for next time


If there was doubt
It′s getting colder
In a new light
I'd turn it over
I can't decide
If there′s another
Hands on your fate
Never
We never had in mind
Pray for next time
We never had in mind
Save for next time