| Song | Animal Life |
| Artist | Shearwater |
| Album | Animal Joy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Born inside the gates of the family | |
| Hardened by a Roman machinery | |
| Cast among the building sights | |
| The calling wives, the shards collected. | |
| Called out in the wake of the lottery | |
| Hurled inside the family gathering | |
| Mirrored beams and doglike stretch | |
| The wandering association | |
| Marbles in the dark confessional | |
| And the rides along the road ephemeral | |
| As an animal life! | |
| Rustling in the shade of the batteries | |
| Hanging from a rope in the gallery | |
| Pacing down the balance beam of half remembered holidays | |
| No rush of light, no sign of belonging | |
| No joy in building love in the finishing | |
| Chasing down an anodyne and half reflected radiance | |
| To high below the ancient barricade | |
| In chambers like the rooms a swallow made | |
| For an animal life! | |
| Charging down the mall with the .. | |
| I wanna come close, I wanna come closer | |
| I held your name inside my mouth | |
| Through all the days out wandering | |
| But called out from the mouth of … | |
| Cast away like dogs from the shelter | |
| … that once collected radiance | |
| Searching at the light's perimeter | |
| The half remembered wild interior | |
| of an animal life! |
| Born inside the gates of the family | |
| Hardened by a Roman machinery | |
| Cast among the building sights | |
| The calling wives, the shards collected. | |
| Called out in the wake of the lottery | |
| Hurled inside the family gathering | |
| Mirrored beams and doglike stretch | |
| The wandering association | |
| Marbles in the dark confessional | |
| And the rides along the road ephemeral | |
| As an animal life! | |
| Rustling in the shade of the batteries | |
| Hanging from a rope in the gallery | |
| Pacing down the balance beam of half remembered holidays | |
| No rush of light, no sign of belonging | |
| No joy in building love in the finishing | |
| Chasing down an anodyne and half reflected radiance | |
| To high below the ancient barricade | |
| In chambers like the rooms a swallow made | |
| For an animal life! | |
| Charging down the mall with the .. | |
| I wanna come close, I wanna come closer | |
| I held your name inside my mouth | |
| Through all the days out wandering | |
| But called out from the mouth of | |
| Cast away like dogs from the shelter | |
| that once collected radiance | |
| Searching at the light' s perimeter | |
| The half remembered wild interior | |
| of an animal life! |
| Born inside the gates of the family | |
| Hardened by a Roman machinery | |
| Cast among the building sights | |
| The calling wives, the shards collected. | |
| Called out in the wake of the lottery | |
| Hurled inside the family gathering | |
| Mirrored beams and doglike stretch | |
| The wandering association | |
| Marbles in the dark confessional | |
| And the rides along the road ephemeral | |
| As an animal life! | |
| Rustling in the shade of the batteries | |
| Hanging from a rope in the gallery | |
| Pacing down the balance beam of half remembered holidays | |
| No rush of light, no sign of belonging | |
| No joy in building love in the finishing | |
| Chasing down an anodyne and half reflected radiance | |
| To high below the ancient barricade | |
| In chambers like the rooms a swallow made | |
| For an animal life! | |
| Charging down the mall with the .. | |
| I wanna come close, I wanna come closer | |
| I held your name inside my mouth | |
| Through all the days out wandering | |
| But called out from the mouth of | |
| Cast away like dogs from the shelter | |
| that once collected radiance | |
| Searching at the light' s perimeter | |
| The half remembered wild interior | |
| of an animal life! |