Blue �yster Cult "Perfect Water" |
Perfect water The dark wind braids the waves The crazed birds raid the trees Is this our destiny? To join our hands at sea And slowly sink And slowly think This is perfect water Passing over me Do you know Jacques Cousteau? Well it said on the radio That he hears bells in random order Deep beneath the perfect water Lord that is frightening But still, so inviting To drown drown Drown inside a sound And lay So far underground And to think And to think And to think And to think This is perfect water Passing over me To flow inside the spiral tide To drop my eyes like a bride and ride Across the curl unmarked by borders It waits for me like an orphaned daughter A life A life of perfect order The strange The strange and perfect water A life A life of perfect order The strange The strange and perfect water Perfect water I dream this dream within the deep and warm Gulf Stream Where two blocks of ice Melt into my hands like dice and I roll Seven Seven on the floor of the sea Seven And I roll Seven Seven on the floor of the sea Seven And I feel the perfect water Washing over me To flow inside the spiral tide To drop my eyes like a bride and ride Across the curve unmarked by borders It waits for me like an orphaned daughter A life A life of perfect order The strange The strange and perfect water A life A life of perfect order The strange The strange and perfect water A life The strange A life The strange Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |