Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song St. Broadrick Is In Antarctica, artist - The Sound Of Animals Fighting. Album song Lover, The Lord Has Left Us..., in the genre
Date of issue: 27.10.2008
Record label: Equal Vision
Song language: English
St. Broadrick Is In Antarctica |
I know you don’t want change |
But nothing is ever what it used to be |
Grab the rope, hoist yourself up |
With a copy in hand |
Comforted by, the reliance on substance |
A solitude parade |
Grab the rope, hoist yourself up |
And drift like ants in hose water |
These three angels used to be attorneys |
It is such a serious thing to me |
Oh, how I search through the memories |
Such an experience for me |
Silence creating bold letters |
Like not and better |
These three devils used to be apologies |
These three angels used to be monuments |
I tried to find that feeling from that letter |
For my consistencies |
It was such a painful thing to see |
When the shadows didn’t bend |
Like now and then |
These three devils used to be apostrophes |
So I destroyed a monument |
So what |
I know you don’t want change |
But nothing is ever what it used to be |
Grab the rope, hoist yourself up |
With a copy in hand |
Comforted by, the reliance on substance |
A solitude parade |
Grab the rope, hoist yourself up |
And drift like ants in hose water |