From the recording Siren Song
Lyrics
Warm wind at the drive in
Westbound with an edge that’s sharp
I have trouble seeing my projections
Until the screen is ripped apart
One spec on the radar
Can watercolour a whole chart
But what is inspiration without devastation?
An act of god
The war of art
You’re someone I could get sucked into
I watch the sky turn green from the lawn
Romanticizing storm chasers
Harmonizing the siren song
Static on the airwaves
Don’t know what I’m heading toward
But is there no seduction without destruction?
The acts of men
The art of war
You’re someone I could get sucked into
I watch the sky turn green from the lawn
Romanticizing storm chasers
Harmonizing the siren song
Harmonizing the siren song
Harmonizing the siren song
Ooh, ooh, ooh (x4)
You’re someone I could get sucked into
You’re someone I could get sucked into
You’re someone I could get sucked into