Martyr Moves - Feist

Lyrics by: Feist

Composer by: Feist

How can I know what to do

What's harder than finding my place in the truth

Is to keep it a secret once I do

'Cause it might hurt someone more than I would want to

To sit in a dream while it dims

Will the loneliness crush me more alone or with him

And what do I think I might prove

If I make

These martyr moves

Three months

Nine months

Three years

Six years

Twelve years

Twenty years

Forty years

Eighty years

My hope is a flickering flame

Which I've found it increasingly hard to explain

But I'll try

In the family forge I got burned

Taught a story in so many words

That it's best to prepare for the worst

And to make

These martyr moves

And to make

These martyr moves