Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sailboats and Trains, artist - Deca. Date of issue: 22.09.2013
Song language: English
Sailboats and Trains |
| My childhood was perfect |
| Paradise lost |
| Now, one is driven forward into the future by the storm |
| Sailing out of paradise |
| My father was a traveling performer with |
| A love circus of excessive unfortunates |
| Fortune tellers, dope fiends, and contortionists |
| That left me in Babylon where I was forced to live |
| On table scraps at the orphanage |
| I ran in the house and God closed the doors and hid |
| Confessed sins, evangelists say the Lord forgives |
| Seems right |
| You created me in your image |
| Kick, scream, blaspheme |
| Last seen grappling |
| With strange beings in bad dreams |
| That grow scales and bat wings |
| Sleep walker, sweep Eloise off her feet, sweet talk her |
| But keep your eyes peeled for thought police |
| Slow creeping down forgotten |
| Got the streets watching |
| He’s obsolete like floppy disks and beat-boxing |
| I believe still, I never stopped believing |
| I could see him even when the mushrooms were out of season |
| So we could let the swine roast on the spit |
| That don’t believe in anything they can’t poke with a stick |
| They don’t know about the monsters that patrol the abyss |
| They don’t know that Mr. One Zero’s dope as it gets |
| All your product’s stepped on and your jewelry’s fake |
| You got bass, I got uncut Peruvian flake |
| One taste test will take you to the next level |
| And apex to cloud ten without having to spend several pay checks |
| Today’s blessed |
| I’m feeling great |
| Like I could walk barefoot through a field of snakes |
| You treat my love like a five dollar milkshake |
| And I’m a snap and knock the taste out your grill cake |
| Blau |
| I put my mean face on |
| I feel safe now |
| Walk center stage and take a bow |
| Walk through a field of snakes |
| Bruise every head |
| Shake the foundation |
| Wake up the dead |
| I recall a time when all the stars aligned |
| Symbols on the walls and shrines |
| Of a solemn altered mind |
| I was younger then |
| Young and unafraid, unfazed |
| Unaware of pitfalls that you face when you come of age |
| With grandiose, lofty ideals and diatribes |
| They take God out your chest and place him in the sky |
| Preach uniformity, perpetuate lies |
| But can’t obstruct what I see with my mind’s eye |
| I spy Cane and Abel perched on a man’s shoulders |
| With birds of paradise and ravens overhead |
| He fragments into infinite heavens and hells |
| Pulling fish out the open ocean with a golden thread |
| I comb the depths for pearls every night when I go to bed |
| And wake up empty handed sometimes, but know the ledge |
| We’ve been sewn falsehoods |
| We’ve been misled |
| Shake the foundation |
| Wake up the dead |
| Today’s blessed |
| I’m feeling great |
| Like I could walk barefoot through a field of snakes |
| You treat my love like a five dollar milkshake |
| And I’m a snap and knock the taste out your grill cake |
| Blau |
| I put my mean face on |
| I feel safe now |
| Walk center stage and take a bow |
| Walk through a field of snakes |
| Bruise every head |
| Shake the foundation |
| Wake up |
| In what seems like the dead of winter |
| Beneath the protecting mantle of ice |
| Forces from far away galaxies |
| And from deep in the Earth |
| Are joined in the creation of new life |