Song | Lost Coastlines |
Artist | Okkervil River |
Album | A Taste of 2009's End of the Road Festival |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:07.96] | Packed and all eyes turned in, |
[00:09.59] | no one to see on the key. |
[00:12.41] | No one waving for me just the shoreline receding. |
[00:17.22] | Ticket in my hand and thinking wish I didn't hand it in. |
[00:23.33] | Cause who said sailing is fine? |
[00:28.17] | leaving behind all the faces that |
[00:32.69] | I might replace if I tried on that long ride, |
[00:37.31] | looking deep inside but |
[00:39.16] | I don’t want to look so deep inside yet. |
[00:42.35] | |
[00:42.56] | Sit down, sit down on the proud wave bye, |
[00:49.52] | there might not be another star, |
[00:54.33] | farther on the line. Look out, |
[01:00.14] | look out at each town that glides by, |
[01:07.63] | and there's another crowd, to drown in crying eyes. |
[01:17.35] | And see how that light you love now just won’t shine, |
[01:25.05] | there might just be another star, |
[01:28.41] | that’s high and far in some other sky. |
[01:34.68] | |
[01:34.77] | We sing, is that marionette real enough |
[01:40.07] | yet to step off of that set and decide |
[01:43.39] | what a dance might mean to it. |
[01:49.39] | Ruining the place where the ensuing may lay escape. |
[01:52.69] | We packed up all of our bags the ship's deck now sags |
[01:58.73] | from the weight of our tracks as we pace beneath |
[02:02.59] | flags black and battered rattling our swords in service of some fated, |
[02:09.29] | foreign, war. |
[02:10.57] | |
[02:10.76] | And Jonathan says we sail out on order of him |
[02:14.50] | but we find |
[02:18.25] | that the maps he sent to us don't mention lost coastlines. |
[02:27.94] | Where nothing we've actually seen has been mapped or |
[02:35.91] | outlined and we don't recognize the names upon strange signs. |
[02:44.07] | |
[02:44.91] | And every night finds us rocking and rolling on waves wild and wide, |
[02:53.07] | well we have lost our way, |
[02:56.31] | nobody’s gonna say it outright. |
[03:01.82] | Just go la la la la la la la la la….. |
[05:18.08] |
[00:07.96] | Packed and all eyes turned in, |
[00:09.59] | no one to see on the key. |
[00:12.41] | No one waving for me just the shoreline receding. |
[00:17.22] | Ticket in my hand and thinking wish I didn' t hand it in. |
[00:23.33] | Cause who said sailing is fine? |
[00:28.17] | leaving behind all the faces that |
[00:32.69] | I might replace if I tried on that long ride, |
[00:37.31] | looking deep inside but |
[00:39.16] | I don' t want to look so deep inside yet. |
[00:42.35] | |
[00:42.56] | Sit down, sit down on the proud wave bye, |
[00:49.52] | there might not be another star, |
[00:54.33] | farther on the line. Look out, |
[01:00.14] | look out at each town that glides by, |
[01:07.63] | and there' s another crowd, to drown in crying eyes. |
[01:17.35] | And see how that light you love now just won' t shine, |
[01:25.05] | there might just be another star, |
[01:28.41] | that' s high and far in some other sky. |
[01:34.68] | |
[01:34.77] | We sing, is that marionette real enough |
[01:40.07] | yet to step off of that set and decide |
[01:43.39] | what a dance might mean to it. |
[01:49.39] | Ruining the place where the ensuing may lay escape. |
[01:52.69] | We packed up all of our bags the ship' s deck now sags |
[01:58.73] | from the weight of our tracks as we pace beneath |
[02:02.59] | flags black and battered rattling our swords in service of some fated, |
[02:09.29] | foreign, war. |
[02:10.57] | |
[02:10.76] | And Jonathan says we sail out on order of him |
[02:14.50] | but we find |
[02:18.25] | that the maps he sent to us don' t mention lost coastlines. |
[02:27.94] | Where nothing we' ve actually seen has been mapped or |
[02:35.91] | outlined and we don' t recognize the names upon strange signs. |
[02:44.07] | |
[02:44.91] | And every night finds us rocking and rolling on waves wild and wide, |
[02:53.07] | well we have lost our way, |
[02:56.31] | nobody' s gonna say it outright. |
[03:01.82] | Just go la la la la la la la la la.. |
[05:18.08] |
[00:07.96] | Packed and all eyes turned in, |
[00:09.59] | no one to see on the key. |
[00:12.41] | No one waving for me just the shoreline receding. |
[00:17.22] | Ticket in my hand and thinking wish I didn' t hand it in. |
[00:23.33] | Cause who said sailing is fine? |
[00:28.17] | leaving behind all the faces that |
[00:32.69] | I might replace if I tried on that long ride, |
[00:37.31] | looking deep inside but |
[00:39.16] | I don' t want to look so deep inside yet. |
[00:42.35] | |
[00:42.56] | Sit down, sit down on the proud wave bye, |
[00:49.52] | there might not be another star, |
[00:54.33] | farther on the line. Look out, |
[01:00.14] | look out at each town that glides by, |
[01:07.63] | and there' s another crowd, to drown in crying eyes. |
[01:17.35] | And see how that light you love now just won' t shine, |
[01:25.05] | there might just be another star, |
[01:28.41] | that' s high and far in some other sky. |
[01:34.68] | |
[01:34.77] | We sing, is that marionette real enough |
[01:40.07] | yet to step off of that set and decide |
[01:43.39] | what a dance might mean to it. |
[01:49.39] | Ruining the place where the ensuing may lay escape. |
[01:52.69] | We packed up all of our bags the ship' s deck now sags |
[01:58.73] | from the weight of our tracks as we pace beneath |
[02:02.59] | flags black and battered rattling our swords in service of some fated, |
[02:09.29] | foreign, war. |
[02:10.57] | |
[02:10.76] | And Jonathan says we sail out on order of him |
[02:14.50] | but we find |
[02:18.25] | that the maps he sent to us don' t mention lost coastlines. |
[02:27.94] | Where nothing we' ve actually seen has been mapped or |
[02:35.91] | outlined and we don' t recognize the names upon strange signs. |
[02:44.07] | |
[02:44.91] | And every night finds us rocking and rolling on waves wild and wide, |
[02:53.07] | well we have lost our way, |
[02:56.31] | nobody' s gonna say it outright. |
[03:01.82] | Just go la la la la la la la la la.. |
[05:18.08] |