Miracles
They built a hero out of expectations and what a hopeless
hero was he
with sticks for legs he shook when the wind blew, even
slightly
and he welcomed the smiles, he welcomed the applause
and he hoped that they d never forget just who they thought
he was
they dressed him up in rich man s clothes and told him he
was beautiful
then they expected miracles
His parents were pleased they went to all the parties
he was groomed for greatness from the time he was young
raised on a diet of television he was taught to listen, kept
dumb
and he welcomed desire and reckless luxury
and the world soaked up every drop of drama and insecurity
they dressed him up in rich man s clothes and told him he
was beautiful
then they expected miracles
and then one day his admirers just quit him
they packed up their paint and were gone
and he stood alone, their beautiful disaster, wondering were
he'd gone wrong
and he wanted the smiles and he wanted the applause
but no one would look him in the eye now, no one returned his
calls
they dressed him up in rich man's clothes and told him he
was beautiful
then they expected miracles
Milagros
Construyeron un héroe a partir de expectativas y qué héroe tan desesperanzado
con palos por piernas temblaba cuando soplaba el viento, incluso ligeramente
y él recibía con gusto las sonrisas, recibía los aplausos
y esperaba que nunca olvidaran quién pensaban que era
lo vistieron con ropas de hombre rico y le dijeron que era hermoso
entonces esperaban milagros
Sus padres estaban contentos, iban a todas las fiestas
lo prepararon para la grandeza desde que era joven
criado con una dieta de televisión, le enseñaron a escuchar, lo mantuvieron mudo
y él recibía con gusto el deseo y el lujo imprudente
y el mundo absorbía cada gota de drama e inseguridad
lo vistieron con ropas de hombre rico y le dijeron que era hermoso
entonces esperaban milagros
y un día sus admiradores simplemente lo abandonaron
empacaron sus pinturas y se fueron
y él se quedó solo, su hermoso desastre, preguntándose dónde había fallado
y quería las sonrisas y quería los aplausos
pero nadie lo miraba a los ojos ahora, nadie devolvía sus llamadas
lo vistieron con ropas de hombre rico y le dijeron que era hermoso
entonces esperaban milagros
Escrita por: Matt Nathanson