Lyrics International Waters - Desperate Journalist

International Waters - Desperate Journalist
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song International Waters, artist - Desperate Journalist. Album song In Search of the Miraculous, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 21.02.2019
Record label: Fierce Panda
Song language: English

International Waters

I found him crying on the billboard in Los Angeles
The Searchers ran right through him on the dead leaves
Arranging flowers, oh a moveable typeface
Bought agrarian and escaped the space race
Sentimental brother falling slowly
Black the raging sea and the death that owns me
Paralysed 8 millimetre show me
How my tiny boards can get this lonely
Off the coast of Ireland, what’s the point in borders
Scramble all the signals and disconnect the callers
Because miracles they don’t happen here
He played the futures in a silent demonstration
Collecting figures in studied isolation
A box of photographs a sail and a letter
Exhibited after he’d conquered the weather
Squaring circles, oh my paramour a forcefield
Romance from Grönigen, a theory and a bent keel
Elemental drifting culmination
A life defined as a rusted numbers station
Off the coast of Ireland, what’s the point in borders
Scramble all the signals and disconnect the callers
Because miracles they don’t happen here
Falling over Niagara Falls
Do you think he’s really seen it all
Off the coast of Ireland, what’s the point in borders
Scramble all the signals and disconnect the callers
Because miracles, they don’t happen here
In these international waters

Share lyrics:

Write what you think about the lyrics!

Other songs of the artist:

NameYear
Was It Worth It? 2021
The Victim 2021
Utopia 2021
Jonatan 2019
Black Net 2019
Cristina 2014
Control 2014
Resolution 2017

Artist lyrics: Desperate Journalist