The Sound Narrows Songtext
von Stephan Nance
The Sound Narrows Songtext
Trampoline sensations
Lingering
I fall asleep
Grinning
And awake
Grinning
In awe
At what I
See saw
See saw
See saw
See saw
It′s unreal
It's unreal
It′s unreal
It's unreal
It's unreal
It′s unre-di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di
It′s unreal
It's unreal
It′s un
Cornucopia sofa
So far you are
Treating me A-OK today
Eleemosynary celery boyar
Born of crimson velvet clay
Born on an inclement Friday
Born in the month of March
Tambourine tintinnabulations
Annotating
Birdsong, bee song
Thumping bunny hearts
Clinging
In awe
To what they
See saw
See saw
See saw
See saw
It's unreal
It′s unreal
It's unreal
It′s unreal
It's unreal
It's unre-di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di
It′s unreal
It′s unreal
It's un
Reeling in the Earth
Cartwheel and coincide
Sidewind and surrealize
Sun reeling in the Earth
Earth reeling in the Sun
Parenthetical asides aside
Sun and Earth
Having begun
Accrete
Accrue
Accelerate
Collide
Pierce my wrists with your nails
Pierce my temples with your thorns
Revoke my resurrection license
I can′t bear to be reborn
Place me on a bed of shells
Relics of pistachios
Within earshot of the sound
Somewhere over the Narrows
Lingering
I fall asleep
Grinning
And awake
Grinning
In awe
At what I
See saw
See saw
See saw
See saw
It′s unreal
It's unreal
It′s unreal
It's unreal
It's unreal
It′s unre-di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di
It′s unreal
It's unreal
It′s un
Cornucopia sofa
So far you are
Treating me A-OK today
Eleemosynary celery boyar
Born of crimson velvet clay
Born on an inclement Friday
Born in the month of March
Tambourine tintinnabulations
Annotating
Birdsong, bee song
Thumping bunny hearts
Clinging
In awe
To what they
See saw
See saw
See saw
See saw
It's unreal
It′s unreal
It's unreal
It′s unreal
It's unreal
It's unre-di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di
It′s unreal
It′s unreal
It's un
Reeling in the Earth
Cartwheel and coincide
Sidewind and surrealize
Sun reeling in the Earth
Earth reeling in the Sun
Parenthetical asides aside
Sun and Earth
Having begun
Accrete
Accrue
Accelerate
Collide
Pierce my wrists with your nails
Pierce my temples with your thorns
Revoke my resurrection license
I can′t bear to be reborn
Place me on a bed of shells
Relics of pistachios
Within earshot of the sound
Somewhere over the Narrows
Writer(s): Stephan Christopher Nance Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com