In a pseudo apartment on shoreline
Coming at you like a tidal wave
In a lost compartment of your mind
Do you recall anything?
Where the clocks, they bend and break all the time
Just runnin' off like centipedes
Down a long distance telephone line
Ringing like a tambourine
In a Wave, In a Wave, In a Wave, In a Wave
I can see for miles on top my mushroom cloud
Waves exploding, everything is gone
The night is cold as I unfold in bed
I am short of every breath
A million souls are floating overhead
Trying to deliver my death
And Where could I live
That the poisonous gas
Won't smother me off like Hitler
Where could I give myself to a woman
With a heart and a soul like an alter
In a dark cold and evil dream
A hundred miles below the sea
I was sound asleep in a machine
I never heard anything
In a Wave
I can see for miles on top my mushroom cloud
Waves Exploding. Hot rain is coming
In single file dominos falling down
Saving no one. Everything is gone.
credits
from Creatures (2012),
released January 21, 2012
Produced, Written & Performed by City of Sound. Recorded by Karl Hilde, Danny Morrison & Jeremy Kindvall. Mixed & Mastered by Luke Frederickson. Artwork by Bryn Gleason.
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