
Date of issue: 22.11.2012
Song language: English
Dark Storm |
Bright white cockatoo, |
Baby how I ponder your |
Shadow… |
How you rip me off my feet, |
Rape me of my time to sleep |
Shallow… |
And from the sky, she speaks to me |
And through her melody, lingers. |
I said, 'No, I don’t want your love, no, I don’t |
care anymore, finger.' |
Though I was equipped with a rainship, |
And a fireship and a starship, all come to dance. |
No one told me the end of the line, |
Could be only emptiness. |
That would swallow all my love, |
I fell beneath the company, |
Now shall I sleep in a bed of blood, |
Down in the deep, the rolling sea… |
And in my angst for cool hips |
Or softness |
Or morning glow confidence, |
I took it to the dog, |
Took it to the plants, |
Took it to the beach, |
I took it to the shark… |
I found tenderness. |
But when I took it to the sky, |
To the bright white cockatoo on a satellite, |
She looked down on all my years, |
But with a click of a finger, |
She goes higher than the call for children, |
Higher than the stand that kills it, |
Should’ve slipped it off, |
I should’ve known there and then. |
But she swallowed all my love, |
I fell beneath the company, |
And now I sleep in a bed of blood, |
Down in the deep, the rolling sea… |
Oh you roll, roll over me. |
Yeah, you roll over me. |
Oh pristine, my hopeless thing. |