Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Avalanche Patrol, artist - Astronautalis. Album song Pomegranate, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 22.09.2008
Record label: Model Citizens Entertainment
Song language: English
Avalanche Patrol |
We’ve got a long way to go |
Before we finish our patrol |
Light burns off in the distance |
No one dares make a sound |
Scared we might wake the snow |
Sleeping giants love to listen |
And tethered together by lines of gold |
Two of my brothers on patrol |
Our breathing keeps us in rhythm |
Well honey I know it’s getting cold |
Eye on the wool cape you have wove |
I can smell your lavender and lipstick |
You would never, ask me when I’m coming home |
You know better, than to wait and watch the snow |
While the other wives and mothers pray and count their rosaries |
Not my lover, her lipstick lavender keeps her close to me |
One, Two |
One, Two, Three, Four |
Hold me close as the hour escapes |
Sunlight running on the mountain’s ravenous face |
The moon came too soon and it’ll stay out too late |
And I can feel that goddamn bell before they ring it |
Gold heats in your hair promptly at 4 p.m. |
Then cool to amber as the sun sets again |
The light through the blinds paints patterns on skin |
Your head dovetails so nicely on my chest where you laid it |
When I’m out in the shop, faced to the forge |
I think of you, my love, as I tend to the coals |
Smiths with flames high in their eyes are all for show |
Dreaming, lying to themselves that they’ve battled Hades |
A fire’s that’s good take patience, control |
Even bellow breathing this work is painfully slow |
But you must hold on because you’ll taste the reward |
When that white iron draws out, just like it was painted |
I know you know this, but I tell you this time |
Because I need to say it out loud to feel right |
You listen to me whisper it, my lips graze you ear with every line |
And you memorize every word, just as I say it |
Press into me, leave marks in my side |
And I promise to pull you in until my knuckles go white |
You’re breathing with me now as the sun slips behind the mountain ridge to the |
west |
And the day is finished |