Prophecy Gun letra

You hear the calling, you want to spread the word.
Your prophecy gun's crying to be heard.
You must not know my lack of devotion.
Don't want your white clouds, celibate oceans.

The sky is falling, into the world to come.
Abraham's bosom can't include everyone.
So while you dream of Blonde Eschatology.
Ezekiel's sermons seem so unreal to me.

Yeasayer - Letras

• 2080
• Ambling Alp
• Blue Paper
• Cold Night
• Crazy (seal Cover)
• Damaged Goods
• Daughters Of Cain
• Dead Sea Scrolls
• Demon Road
• Devil And The Deed
• Divine Simulacrum
• Don't Come Close
• Final Path
• Fingers Never Bleed
• Folk Hero Shtick
• Forgiveness
• Germs
• Gerson's Whistle
• Glass Of The Microscope
• Grizelda
• Half Asleep
• Henrietta
• I Am Chemistry
• I Remember
• Longevity
• Love Me Girl
• Madder Red
• Mondegreen
• No Bones
• No Need to Worry
• O.N.E.
• Phoenix Wind
• Prophecy Gun
• Reagan's Skeleton
• Red Cave
• Rome
• Silly Me
• Strange Reunions
• Sunrise
• Swallowing The Decibels
• The Children
• Tightrope
• Uma
• Wait for the Summer
• Wait for the Wintertime
• Waves
• Worms