Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song St. Leonards, artist - Slowly Slowly.
Date of issue: 10.05.2018
Song language: English
St. Leonards |
I saw a miracle at the St Leonards beach |
I saw the cages in the poison lake |
With something free to eat |
I saw tsunamis carry shells up to my hands |
Dark blue cold and foaming white |
Shopping trolleys in the night |
The retirees and refugees could see heaven at their feet |
With sticky hands from ice creams drips |
Will make, nirvana for the ants |
And some of me still in the air suspended right above the pier |
And I’m standing on a quarter pipe at midnight sipping beer |
When god pulled out the cornerstone |
He messed with us all |
Maybe he froze him in flight |
Like the ducks on the wall |
Maybe he’s hiding in the driveway |
Behind his old car |
Maybe he didn’t get too far |
I saw a miracle at the St Leonards beach |
Chainlinks all together |
Now it feels so out of reach |
And I thought I found a way |
That I could circumvent the heat |
But then these pyromaniacs |
Lit a fire under me |
I saw the ancestry |
From overseas |
The force field of the north |
David Goliath at the table |
In a silent trojan horse |
And they were championing the weeds to try to drown the culture out |
Stockholm syndrome hamster wheels |
Or the endless roundabout |
When god pulled out the cornerstone |
He messed with us all |
Maybe he froze him in flight |
Like the ducks on the wall |
Maybe he’s hiding in the driveway |
Behind his old car |
Maybe he didn’t get too far |
I saw a miracle at the St Leonards beach |
The house that sleeps a million |
On the burning white concrete |
I saw finality |
When you left all your pain |
Off to darken bitter one |
In the house of treated pine |
I see ya dancing |
And I hear your silver keys |
On a boat at 4 am |
We’re talking every now and then |
You came to see her and she said she felt ya there |
Ya said don’t worry don’t be scared |
I’m just waiting in my chair |
For now |