Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cold Spring, artist - Cymbals Eat Guitars. Album song Why There Are Mountains, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 24.10.2009
Record label: Sinderlyn
Song language: English
Cold Spring |
We drove a hundred miles that day |
To see a Halloween parade |
Skeletal autumn in Cold Spring |
Parents holding hands with Pale Death’s infants |
Shivering on the courthouse steps in polyester robes |
And exposed bone thermals |
March them down to riverside square |
Your teeth gnash together as you chew an Excedrin |
On the way home |
The empty parkway wound its way back through charred black pine |
Just like a wormhole |
Hickory death rattles into stagnant tracts of sky |
Like warnings whispered |
Antiphonal stridency that slept for half a century |
And where are you |
As lives are punctuated by moons |
I’ve never loved you more than when you said |
«I'm so scared of all the things I risk with kids I never knew existed» |
Time machine rotors ripping holes over Freehold |
Constellations rearrange and orbit 'round the steeple of First Presbyterian |
Church |
I am Bear Mountain |
I am entering orbit oh |
I am Bear Mountain |
I am entering orbit |
On the way home |
The empty parkway wound its way back through charred black pine |
Just like a wormhole |
A bridge becomes an island when the ends are disconnected |
Wind is feedback |
Antiphonal stridency that slept for half a century |
And where are you |