Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Kelp, artist - Small Sur. Album song We Live in Houses Made of Wood, in the genre Музыка мираDate of issue: 31.12.2007
Record label: Tender Loving Empire
Song language: English
The Kelp |
| Oh the ocean swells |
| How sweetly she smells |
| Crawling about and drawing me out |
| And the kelp weaves her way into my scalp |
| Rootin' down and in |
| Her arms shades of purple yellow and green |
| Then with tide rising |
| We scamper for the cliffs |
| Laughing, our feet are getting wet |
| Then I hear a snap |
| I let out a gasp |
| Crushed, the kelp, my dearest kin |
| My savior, my seed of existence |
| So we walk on back through petroleum pools |
| Footprints washed away by tide |
| But I can’t forget |
| Oh those lives did I end |
| At sunset on that beach I killed |
| Some lovely young floral blood was spilled |