Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Oceanwalk, artist - Astronautalis.
Date of issue: 05.04.2004
Song language: English
Oceanwalk |
I saw the door and I looked through the entrance |
Stare down night sky, dot pattern seeming endless |
Broken friendship, dandy dog on leash |
Door latch caught spot, shoe stomp on street |
Tape deck plays and the reels will spin |
Suburb sound close down as boom-bap begin |
My red face hide in the shades of the trees |
As buggered blue moonlight pass through the leaves |
Carry out my concerning deeds in the deprivation of the darkness |
The com-com-comfort of cave-dweller locked inside of an apartment |
I spark this with the marked mistakes of minors learning |
How to build a better book of matches by watching the fire burning |
Count all my dreams on a pair of Pinocchio fingers |
And trace the trail back home by the tumbling splinters |
A silly beginner, basic apprentice aggression |
In the absence of a master, trying to make up my own lesson |
Who knew I would wait, I would wait such a long time |
Who knew I would wait, I would wait such a long time |
From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement |
To the roaches and rats to the armored cars pacing |
From the spies to the thieves to the cross-eyed complainers |
To the… ain't that long when you count out the paces |
From the breach to the tracks to the aliens with statements |
To the grief to the crap that they all want to wade in |
To the forth and back, the forth and back |
There’s no turning back and back and back and back again |
Secrets explode whether you mean it or not |
I locked my dreams with the right keys but I worked the wrong locks |
The strong box screws split quick before I could retighten |
I learned lightning strikes and leaves before language leaks «it lightens» |
The waking of the dead to live and work with the freaks |
I was a vampire roaming streets when I would swear I’is asleep |
The beeping of the buzzer burn my brain the next day |
I tried to brush my teeth but never could remove the blood stains |
A double life of moonlighting grows tiring from trying |
If you got to work a day job and keep the villagers from rioting |
The list of lies, lengthened longer, left life laymen honest |
Invited the world into my home to show the bones stacked in my closet |
A dumb little skeleton walking miles to chase a silly dream |
Stubborn skull, split shoes, punctuated by abrasive feet |
All the while stalking, walking, awkward through the night |
In the stomach of the suburbs with a dog by my side |
From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement |
To the roaches and rats to the armored cars pacing |
From the spies to the thieves to the cross-eyed complainers |
To the… ain't that long when you count out the paces |
From the breach to the tracks to the aliens with statements |
To the grief to the crap that they all want to wade in |
To the forth and back, the forth and back |
There’s no turning back and back and back and back again |
From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement |
To the roaches and rats to the armored cars pacing |
From the spies to the thieves to the cross-eyed complainers |
To the… ain't that long when you count out the paces |
From the breach to the tracks to the aliens with statements |
To the grief to the crap that they all want to wade in |
To the forth and back, the forth and back |
Forth and back and back and back again |
From the dreams to the leaves to the cracks in the pavement |
To the roaches and rats to the armored cars pacing |
From the spies to the thieves to the cross-eyed complainers |
To the… ain't that long when you count out the paces |
From the breach to the tracks to the aliens with statements |
To the grief to the crap that they all want to wade in |
To the forth and back, the forth and back |
There’s no turning back and back and back and back again |