I went looking for a song for you
Something soft and patient to reflect its muse
I took a walk with my brightest thoughts
But the weather soon turned and they ran off
Took to the ocean, in a boat this time
Only an idiot would swim through the shit I write
How can I talk of light and warmth?
I've got a voice like a gutter in a toxic storm
All the dark words pouring from my throat
Sound like an oil slick coating the wings we've grown
There goes a love song drifting out to sea
I'd sing along if I could hear over the oil slick
♪
So it came to pass and I came home
With four worn out limbs and not one love song
How predictable this is all you've got
Yet another selfish signpost to my ruin of faults
All the dark words pouring from my throat
Sound like an oil slick coating the wings we've grown
There goes a love song drifting out to sea
I'd sing along if I could hear
Over the dark words pissing from my throat
Sound like an oil slick coating the wings we've grown
There goes a love song drifting out of my reach
I'd sing along if I could see past the oil slick
The oil slick
The oil slick
The oil slick
There is light, but there's a tunnel to crawl through
There is love, but its misery loves you
There's still hope, so I think we'll be fine
In these disasterous times, disasterous times
There is light, but there's a tunnel to crawl through
There is love, but its misery loves you
Still got hope, so I think we'll be fine
In these disasterous times, disasterous times
Something soft and patient to reflect its muse
I took a walk with my brightest thoughts
But the weather soon turned and they ran off
Took to the ocean, in a boat this time
Only an idiot would swim through the shit I write
How can I talk of light and warmth?
I've got a voice like a gutter in a toxic storm
All the dark words pouring from my throat
Sound like an oil slick coating the wings we've grown
There goes a love song drifting out to sea
I'd sing along if I could hear over the oil slick
♪
So it came to pass and I came home
With four worn out limbs and not one love song
How predictable this is all you've got
Yet another selfish signpost to my ruin of faults
All the dark words pouring from my throat
Sound like an oil slick coating the wings we've grown
There goes a love song drifting out to sea
I'd sing along if I could hear
Over the dark words pissing from my throat
Sound like an oil slick coating the wings we've grown
There goes a love song drifting out of my reach
I'd sing along if I could see past the oil slick
The oil slick
The oil slick
The oil slick
There is light, but there's a tunnel to crawl through
There is love, but its misery loves you
There's still hope, so I think we'll be fine
In these disasterous times, disasterous times
There is light, but there's a tunnel to crawl through
There is love, but its misery loves you
Still got hope, so I think we'll be fine
In these disasterous times, disasterous times
Other albums by the artist
Recorded Songs
2017 · single
Painting of a Panic Attack (Deluxe Edition)
2016 · album
Late March, Death March
2013 · single
Architect
2013 · single
The Woodpile
2012 · single
State Hospital EP
2012 · EP
Living in Colour
2010 · single
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