Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Act III: Modulate Back To The Tonic, artist - The Sound Of Animals Fighting. Date of issue: 06.10.2008
Song language: English
Act III: Modulate Back To The Tonic |
| (I've been trapped here for one hundred years |
| Blood, women and drink have been my only vessels on this vessel |
| Isn’t there a way out, now? |
| Brave friend horizon, bring me back to fourteen) |
| There’s a million ways out of the city |
| I don’t know one |
| His way was to pursue birds, with food in their mouths |
| Suitable for humans, snatching from them. |
| Then the birds would follow and snatch it back |
| And they would all go chasing each other gaily for miles |
| Parting at last with mutual expressions of goodwill |
| «Save him, save him», they cried |
| Looking with horror at the cruel sea far below |
| We’re hanging from our ankles |
| We’re hanging from this spot |
| We’re hanging from our ankles |
| … From this spot |
| My hand brings you back up on to dreary land, |
| To form our end |
| Form… |
| (I've been trapped here for one hundred years |
| Blood, women and drink have been my only vessels on this vessel |
| Isn’t there a way out, now? |
| Brave friend horizon, bring me back to fourteen) |
| Indeed, a million golden arrows were pointing it out to children |
| All directed by their friendly sign, who wanted them to destroy their way |
| Before leaving them for the night. |
| In an unexplored patch as they rose and they spread, |
| Black shadows began to dawn on them. |
| The roar of the seas took prey, this is quite different now |
| And above all, we’d lost the certainty that you would live |
| When at last it had been steady again, he found himself alone in the darkness. |
| We’re hanging from our ankles |
| (Is this exactly what you wished for?) |
| We’re hanging from this spot |
| (I am through with it all) |
| We’re hanging from our ankles |
| (Is this exactly what you wished for?) |
| I am through with it all |
| My hand brings you back up on to dreary land, |
| To form our end |
| Form… |
| We’re hanging from our ankles |
| (Is this exactly what you wished for?) |
| We’re hanging from this spot |
| (I am through with it all) |
| We’re hanging from our ankles |
| (Is this exactly what you wished for?) |
| I am through with it all |
| My hand brings you back up on to dreary land, |
| To form our end |
| Form… |