Slow Hamilton Songtext
von Robert Pollard

He watches the moon
He goes to bed
With images in his brain

A film to the apathy he lives
Trivial points and names

That I bet you think you know
Claim that you′ve felt
When the evenings were slow

Turning slightly
Slowly turn
Really it is
Endless cycles
You burn

They could be small
And they could be good
The breakthroughs he claims he makes

They could be big
And they could be bad
Mistakes that he's already made


That I bet you think you know
Claim that you′ve felt
When the evenings were slow

Turning slightly
Slowly turn
Really it is
Endless cycles
You burn

We're not here without you
To know without you
A life beyond slow Hamilton's scheduled day

This time for getting out
And maybe to testify
But feel there′s nothing one can do
But name them
Blame them
They all got in it for you

Show me around your lonely room
Tipsy and comb my head
I brought you a box of chips and wires
Nothing is dreary there


That I bet you think you know
Claim that you′ve felt
When the evenings were slow

Turning slightly
Slowly turn
Really it is
Endless cycles
You burn

We're here without you
To know without you
A life beyond slow Hamilton′s scheduled day

We're here without you
To know without you
A life beyond slow Hamilton′s scheduled day