Buoy
Buoy
all the things you like
guided by their charms
behind them safetly store
wrap your greedy arms around them all
sail don't try to steer just sail
you can be hell of a force with the button to a broken man
because
you know I'm impatient
I've been hounded down before
the diving bell keeps surfacing
it doesn't ring anymore
Did the little boy only get his orders from himself
Did the whole world revolve his middle class act
The girl next door hears voices in her head every night
The mother's tears that he's bringing home trash from the pile
you know I'm impatient
I've been hounded down before
the diving bell keeps surfacing
it doesn't ring anymore
wife still believes life settles like a stream of dust through the beams you lose you underneath
Did the little boy on his pedestal
and the girl next once the voice is gone
and did the whole world and the mothers tears sink the sunshine on the back field
The grasping is hand is never full
and the perfect life is just damaged goods
and you should have talked and you should talk too
because in twenty years you'll be a mute
Buoy
Buoy
all the things you like
guided by their charms
behind them safetly store
wrap your greedy arms around them all
sail don't try to steer just sail
you can be hell of a force with the button to a broken man
because
you know I'm impatient
I've been hounded down before
the diving bell keeps surfacing
it doesn't ring anymore
Did the little boy only get his orders from himself
Did the whole world revolve his middle class act
The girl next door hears voices in her head every night
The mother's tears that he's bringing home trash from the pile
you know I'm impatient
I've been hounded down before
the diving bell keeps surfacing
it doesn't ring anymore
wife still believes life settles like a stream of dust through the beams you lose you underneath
Did the little boy on his pedestal
and the girl next once the voice is gone
and did the whole world and the mothers tears sink the sunshine on the back field
The grasping is hand is never full
and the perfect life is just damaged goods
and you should have talked and you should talk too
because in twenty years you'll be a mute
Comments
If God was in a band, their first single might have sounded like this. And when they (God's band) perform it live at the end of a show, he'd make every other person's head explode in a grizzly, chunky salsa, kind of way. But then he'd fix everyone's head before panic sets in and they'd sell pictures and video(downloadable) of the carnage for like $5... if he was smart.
one of the most fantastic intros ever,so haunting and an absolute explosive ending,Balls and all guitars,drums that could wake the dead,and an enticing angelic voice that would charm andmelt the coldest and hardest of hearts,a siren of temptation.