Mimicking Birds - Great Wave lyrics
[Mimicking Birds - Great Wave lyrics]
Let the rip pull you out
Don’t fight the current
Slide along the rocks to
The shoreline collapsing
Paddle south and post-up beyond
Where the foam implodes
Watch the horizon for all
The waves approaching
It’s a long time to linger
Suspended on the surface
As the movement consumes you
Pulls you out deeper
Our origins are liquid in between
Peaks that are placid
The shorelines are all dried up
The horizon is rising
The great wave the great wave
Don’t wait until the rain
Dies saline-deranged eyes
Low-tides that's deep lie as
High fills the inside
Storms approach from deep out of the ocean
As inland the land slides
But the underlying friction
Go offshore to anchor be wary
Of where the ripple pull
The dim light of the buoy
The black ships all passing
Our origins are liquid in between
Peaks that are placid
The map is at the creases
The shoreline is receding
The great wave the great wave
The great wave the great wave
Here in the moment I am somewhere else
Drifting through the current eternity
This strained old world was once ice
I believe
All that’s left of it now is the flood line
All that’s left of it now is the flood line
All that’s left of it now is the flood
The great wave the great wave
The great wave the great wave
Don’t fight the current
Slide along the rocks to
The shoreline collapsing
Paddle south and post-up beyond
Where the foam implodes
Watch the horizon for all
The waves approaching
It’s a long time to linger
Suspended on the surface
As the movement consumes you
Pulls you out deeper
Our origins are liquid in between
Peaks that are placid
The shorelines are all dried up
The horizon is rising
The great wave the great wave
Don’t wait until the rain
Dies saline-deranged eyes
Low-tides that's deep lie as
High fills the inside
Storms approach from deep out of the ocean
As inland the land slides
But the underlying friction
Go offshore to anchor be wary
Of where the ripple pull
The dim light of the buoy
The black ships all passing
Our origins are liquid in between
Peaks that are placid
The map is at the creases
The shoreline is receding
The great wave the great wave
The great wave the great wave
Here in the moment I am somewhere else
Drifting through the current eternity
This strained old world was once ice
I believe
All that’s left of it now is the flood line
All that’s left of it now is the flood line
All that’s left of it now is the flood
The great wave the great wave
The great wave the great wave