The High Dials - Cartoon Breakup Lyrics

I know when the good is gone
I hear people say move on
‘Cause our words are like weapons drawn
Is it swords or pistols at dawn?
Well, come on then, let’s divide the map
Does heaven really cut in half?
Then I’ll settle in the eastern lands
Near some mountain in my memory

But I hear the old song you sing
And I hear the tune that plays on your strings
Oh, and it’s echoing, answering
Echoing, answering
Echoing, answering
Echoing, answering

I have seen the wolf that sleeps in your dreams
You’ve dropped stones at the bed of my stream
We have sat on the banks now it seems
For a week or a century
We have died and come back so very often
Let’s just leave the latch off the coffin,
Share a joke, raise a glass at the gallows
With the hangman, our old friend

‘Cause I hear the old song you sing
And I hear the tune that plays on your strings
Oh, and it’s echoing, answering
Echoing, answering
Echoing, answering
Echoing, answering