Song | For the Pier (and dead shimmering) |
Artist | Sunset Rubdown |
Album | Random Spirit Lover |
I, I pushed off the pier | |
Infinity ran cold | |
And filled up my ears | |
There's the weapon you hold | |
There's the thing that you hold it to | |
And the thing you hold dear | |
Oh the speed of a year | |
It runs the wood dry | |
And water unclear | |
There's the thing you hold high | |
Then there's the thing that you hold it to | |
And the thing you hold dear | |
I will be an enemy to men seen in the light | |
Do you think it's all right? yes, I think it's all right! it's all right! | |
If you make the waves the sun makes the rays | |
The speed of the light can be trusted to prey | |
To prey on the fools that pushed off your pier | |
The whirling of pools runs clear | |
Da-da-da-da-da | |
Da-da-da | |
Da-da-da-dum | |
So I'll be out till the shimmering dies | |
I said I'll be out till the shimmering dies | |
It's the ringing of the predatory nature of the sky | |
And the ringing sound it makes when it's burning out your eyes | |
It's all right, it is all right! | |
It's the speed of the light | |
It's the speed of a year | |
It's the weapon you hold | |
And the thing you hold dear | |
Oh my dear, oh my dear | |
It's infinity's time to shine out here | |
If you make the waves the sun makes the rays | |
The speed of the light can be trusted to prey | |
To prey on the fools that pushed off your pier | |
The whirling of pools runs clear | |
Da-da-da-da-dum | |
Da-da-da-da-da-da | |
Da-da-da-da-dum | |
Da-da-dum | |
The rocking of boats and the making of mirrors | |
The whirling of pools running clear | |
Da-da-da-da-da-dum | |
Whoa-oh-oh-oh | |
Whoa-oh-oh-oh | |
I hear them say, “put the weapon away” | |
It's the thing you know and they're taking it away | |
I know, but I'll find a way I'll find a way to let the dear thing go | |
Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum ba-da-dum | |
If you make the waves the sun makes the rays | |
The speed of the light can be trusted to prey | |
To prey on the fools that pushed off your pier | |
The whirling of pools runs clear | |
Da-da-da-da-dum | |
Da-da-da-da-da-da | |
Da-da-da-da-dum | |
Da-da-dum | |
The rocking of boats and the making off mirrors | |
The whirling of pools running clear |
I, I pushed off the pier | |
Infinity ran cold | |
And filled up my ears | |
There' s the weapon you hold | |
There' s the thing that you hold it to | |
And the thing you hold dear | |
Oh the speed of a year | |
It runs the wood dry | |
And water unclear | |
There' s the thing you hold high | |
Then there' s the thing that you hold it to | |
And the thing you hold dear | |
I will be an enemy to men seen in the light | |
Do you think it' s all right? yes, I think it' s all right! it' s all right! | |
If you make the waves the sun makes the rays | |
The speed of the light can be trusted to prey | |
To prey on the fools that pushed off your pier | |
The whirling of pools runs clear | |
Dadadadada | |
Dadada | |
Dadadadum | |
So I' ll be out till the shimmering dies | |
I said I' ll be out till the shimmering dies | |
It' s the ringing of the predatory nature of the sky | |
And the ringing sound it makes when it' s burning out your eyes | |
It' s all right, it is all right! | |
It' s the speed of the light | |
It' s the speed of a year | |
It' s the weapon you hold | |
And the thing you hold dear | |
Oh my dear, oh my dear | |
It' s infinity' s time to shine out here | |
If you make the waves the sun makes the rays | |
The speed of the light can be trusted to prey | |
To prey on the fools that pushed off your pier | |
The whirling of pools runs clear | |
Dadadadadum | |
Dadadadadada | |
Dadadadadum | |
Dadadum | |
The rocking of boats and the making of mirrors | |
The whirling of pools running clear | |
Dadadadadadum | |
Whoaohohoh | |
Whoaohohoh | |
I hear them say, " put the weapon away" | |
It' s the thing you know and they' re taking it away | |
I know, but I' ll find a way I' ll find a way to let the dear thing go | |
Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum badadum | |
If you make the waves the sun makes the rays | |
The speed of the light can be trusted to prey | |
To prey on the fools that pushed off your pier | |
The whirling of pools runs clear | |
Dadadadadum | |
Dadadadadada | |
Dadadadadum | |
Dadadum | |
The rocking of boats and the making off mirrors | |
The whirling of pools running clear |