Destroyer, Sandro Perri - Somnambulist Blues lyrics
[Destroyer, Sandro Perri - Somnambulist Blues lyrics]
One, two, three, one, two, three one, two
One, two, three, one, two, three one, two
You say yes i say inferno
Careful, loose rocks
And yet a chamber quartet plays there
They say nothing comes to those
Who sit and stare
They take their walls with them outside
And into the sun madness In Heaven
Madness in Heaven ever since I was fourteen
Ever since I was seven madness in Heaven
I slept-walked off the ramparts and
Crashed upon the shore i'm doing it again
Over hills, through the fences
That multiply and divide the land
I can't stand it anymore
This beating heart lacks a future
Peter Greenaway breeds contempt
In his onlookers
Peter Greenaway wrote a song about hookers
It wasn't worth it, he shouldn't have done it
It wasn't worth it, he shouldn't have done it
She took a long cold look at me
She walked on by as did I
It's getting dark, too dark to see
Peter Greenaway
A rose by any other name a tinker's fuck
Oh where, oh where have you been? What
Could it possibly mean?
On trombone, Peter Greenaway
In the doomed greenhouse naked and dead
Naked and dead naked and then dead
First naked and then dead
First naked and then dead
I feel disfigured
Like time threw acid in my face
On my hands and body
Nightmarish nights daydreamy days
You work on plays
Trying to get it right
But, you get it all wrong
Every last word, every song
I'm in a shit frame-of-mind
I said to my accuser
I can't believe this moment's unfurling
The mirror's zero-ending
Shot down autumn moon nothing for an arrow
Madness in Heaven them's the breaks
You win some, you lose
You win some, you lose you snooze
Somnambulist blues
The wonder's all around us and disappears
In a series of puffs
Lame clues
Somnambulist blues
One, two, three, one, two, three one, two
You say yes i say inferno
Careful, loose rocks
And yet a chamber quartet plays there
They say nothing comes to those
Who sit and stare
They take their walls with them outside
And into the sun madness In Heaven
Madness in Heaven ever since I was fourteen
Ever since I was seven madness in Heaven
I slept-walked off the ramparts and
Crashed upon the shore i'm doing it again
Over hills, through the fences
That multiply and divide the land
I can't stand it anymore
This beating heart lacks a future
Peter Greenaway breeds contempt
In his onlookers
Peter Greenaway wrote a song about hookers
It wasn't worth it, he shouldn't have done it
It wasn't worth it, he shouldn't have done it
She took a long cold look at me
She walked on by as did I
It's getting dark, too dark to see
Peter Greenaway
A rose by any other name a tinker's fuck
Oh where, oh where have you been? What
Could it possibly mean?
On trombone, Peter Greenaway
In the doomed greenhouse naked and dead
Naked and dead naked and then dead
First naked and then dead
First naked and then dead
I feel disfigured
Like time threw acid in my face
On my hands and body
Nightmarish nights daydreamy days
You work on plays
Trying to get it right
But, you get it all wrong
Every last word, every song
I'm in a shit frame-of-mind
I said to my accuser
I can't believe this moment's unfurling
The mirror's zero-ending
Shot down autumn moon nothing for an arrow
Madness in Heaven them's the breaks
You win some, you lose
You win some, you lose you snooze
Somnambulist blues
The wonder's all around us and disappears
In a series of puffs
Lame clues
Somnambulist blues