Song | Swimming In Miami |
Artist | Owl City |
Album | Of June |
[00:07.730] | I’m alone above the atmosphere |
[00:12.910] | And no one looking up can find me here |
[00:14.900] | Cuz I can close my eyes and disappear |
[00:22.800] | When I climb the stairs to watch the sun |
[00:25.390] | Above the station walls, the colors run |
[00:29.700] | To fill the swimming pool when I am done |
[00:32.369] | I am the captain of an oil tanker |
[00:39.680] | That travels through your veins |
[00:43.290] | When the satellites hang all around |
[00:46.730] | And I can finally hear the lovely sound |
[00:50.410] | When all the engines in the back room die down |
[00:52.900] | All the airships move across the sky |
[01:01.960] | And my equipment just keeps standing by |
[01:04.450] | The planets glow and intensify |
[01:12.0] | I am the pilot of a cargo airplane |
[01:14.310] | That travels through your veins |
[01:18.740] | When you are lying half asleep in your room |
[01:25.740] | Unaware if it is midnight or afternoon |
[01:28.860] | Because the water doesn’t flood the stairwell |
[01:39.890] | It could be raining but then you can never tell |
[01:42.340] | If you’re alone in this awful downpour |
[01:49.130] | Then struggle free and paddle out the cellar door |
[02:05.160] | In the evening light, the boulevard |
[02:06.970] | Conceals the night with dis-regard |
[02:11.900] | For all the workers in a West Coast shipyard |
[02:15.520] | When I rearrange the silverware |
[02:22.890] | And reinstall the lights and captain’s chair |
[02:26.380] | I’ll lift the ceiling off to breathe the ocean air |
[02:29.440] | I am the engineer of 40 freight trains |
[02:36.930] | That travel through your veins |
[02:38.110] | When you are lying half asleep in your room |
[02:47.720] | Unaware if it is midnight or afternoon |
[02:53.150] | Because the water doesn’t flood the stairwell |
[03:01.390] | It could be raining but then you can never tell |
[03:08.870] | If you’re awake in this awful downpour |
[03:10.870] | Then struggle free and paddle out the cellar door |
[03:23.100] | When you are swimming in Miami at night |
[03:25.110] | I’m all around you in the traffic and city light |
[00:07.730] | I' m alone above the atmosphere |
[00:12.910] | And no one looking up can find me here |
[00:14.900] | Cuz I can close my eyes and disappear |
[00:22.800] | When I climb the stairs to watch the sun |
[00:25.390] | Above the station walls, the colors run |
[00:29.700] | To fill the swimming pool when I am done |
[00:32.369] | I am the captain of an oil tanker |
[00:39.680] | That travels through your veins |
[00:43.290] | When the satellites hang all around |
[00:46.730] | And I can finally hear the lovely sound |
[00:50.410] | When all the engines in the back room die down |
[00:52.900] | All the airships move across the sky |
[01:01.960] | And my equipment just keeps standing by |
[01:04.450] | The planets glow and intensify |
[01:12.0] | I am the pilot of a cargo airplane |
[01:14.310] | That travels through your veins |
[01:18.740] | When you are lying half asleep in your room |
[01:25.740] | Unaware if it is midnight or afternoon |
[01:28.860] | Because the water doesn' t flood the stairwell |
[01:39.890] | It could be raining but then you can never tell |
[01:42.340] | If you' re alone in this awful downpour |
[01:49.130] | Then struggle free and paddle out the cellar door |
[02:05.160] | In the evening light, the boulevard |
[02:06.970] | Conceals the night with disregard |
[02:11.900] | For all the workers in a West Coast shipyard |
[02:15.520] | When I rearrange the silverware |
[02:22.890] | And reinstall the lights and captain' s chair |
[02:26.380] | I' ll lift the ceiling off to breathe the ocean air |
[02:29.440] | I am the engineer of 40 freight trains |
[02:36.930] | That travel through your veins |
[02:38.110] | When you are lying half asleep in your room |
[02:47.720] | Unaware if it is midnight or afternoon |
[02:53.150] | Because the water doesn' t flood the stairwell |
[03:01.390] | It could be raining but then you can never tell |
[03:08.870] | If you' re awake in this awful downpour |
[03:10.870] | Then struggle free and paddle out the cellar door |
[03:23.100] | When you are swimming in Miami at night |
[03:25.110] | I' m all around you in the traffic and city light |