Dirty Projectors - Just From Chevron lyrics

Where she collapses into the shore Pump her like product and ask her for more There a man lay dying in ice Gsket had busted and pinned him like a vice As the sun sank into repose A friend knelt down listened to his dying words as he froze "Tell my love don't mourn, too intense. I'm going down to a great good expense. Now the air is quiet and still. Wish I was back home on the knell of the hill. Don't think I won't try. When I close my eyes. Whatever the people will drive, That's what I will survive. All of my friends, my enemies too. Live in the shadows of the dirtiest fuel. Burns the land and its people to ruin. While wind's always whistling an infinite tune. Don't think I won't try. When I close my eyes. Whatever the people will drive, That's where I will be alive. Don't think I won't try When I close my eyes Whatever the people will drive, That's where I will be alive. That's where I will be alive That's where I will be alive That's where I will be alive That's where I will be alive." "Now so long," he whispered softly Closing his eyelids with his face turning grey When the workers cleaned up the spill Sent the man home to his knell in the hill