The Swamp from Shells by Swamphonic
Tracklist
| 3. | The Swamp | 5:33 |
Lyrics
Sailors on the open sea
With eyes trained to time the tide
With absolutely no regard for which way the compass needle flies
Live on rum and champagne
A slow corrosion of the brain
Like the ivory stained with the blood off the coast of Africa
The once said the truth was plain
It was a simple as a game
And all the veins have spread and snipped
I can’t keep track
But I’m sure there’s a way
To sort through this horror that they paved
I’m gonna let my sails fly high
And drift out to see
River steer us through the forest there’s a mirror wading in the water
At the corner store they swore they’d not seen me before
It’s too much to explain to you leave the corners folded for
Imagination needs teased sometimes when the mind had gotten so full
Of distraction and reaction to all the actions we don’t have a grasp on
So our handle burns like a candle we watch the end of a pyramid it goes like...
