Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Swimming Through Stone, artist - Mariee Sioux. Album song Gift for the End, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 15.04.2012
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Swimming Through Stone |
I have heard about this |
About walking into a room |
And the floor being covered in snakeskins, snakeskins |
I wanna crawl back into them like sleeping bags |
And I need this like I need paper thin fins |
How I envy the herrings |
Always on their way in easy flashes |
Tiny lightning glinting |
Like sparks when hooves strike flint |
But I feel like I am swimming through stone |
So I’ll hold my brain out of the water |
As I swim my remains back to her |
'Cause the last thing that i need is a wet brain |
During the hurricane |
So I’ll rest my weary head |
Between the egret’s beak |
So I can hear you sing |
The salmon eggs to sleep |
With the songs of the wild |
The wild |
I thought the coast was clear |
I thought the coast was clear |
Now I’m wading through dead skeeters |
Through the wriggling larva |
And the blood suckers |
But I’ve never sucked blood before this |
I’ve never sucked blood before this |
I’ve never sucked blood before this |
And I knew better |
But I walked right in again |
There is that floor all scattered with owl pellets |
I examine the tidy bits |
Of wonder and decay all mystified |
At the little skeletal glories |
I wonder what went on in the rabbit’s hole |
And how these tiny things cannot seem to escape |
Until we are left with snakeskin |
And matted fur, hair thin bones |