Lyrics Surfer Blood

Surfer Blood

Six Flags in F or G

Caught up in a pissing contest

Gasping empty air

I'm losing precious time

So don't keep me in mind

Nourished by my disappointment

Parasitic grief

And there's no turning back

A widow dressed in black

Silence

Golden

Where I used to look for comfort

Is cursed hollow cold

Right back in death's embrace

A man without a face

I became completely lucid

Said "who are, who are you?"

I felt his icy breath

When I turned around to face him

I was paralyzed

I couldn't turn around

Or open up my eyes

You'll get over it easy, babe

See you're bouncing right back again

Right now its overkill

But in six months it will be fine

Even charming

Yeah

If the angels would sing today

You'd explain it away, I'm sure

And when the nearest dream recedes

The dream of Reading and of Leeds

All going off at once in your mind

One of these days

Gonna get to the heart

One of these days

When the bridge falls apart

One of these days

Right back at the start

One of these days

We'll never be apart again

Burning Six Flags in effigy

Didn't read the report

But you know he's such a juggernaut

And it's never not a lot

In the passionless void

What a bitter macaroon

What a sour eclair

And this hysteria

Has made us all aware of where

All the buoys are submerged

One of these days

Gonna get to the heart

One of these days

When the bridge falls apart

One of these days

Right back at the start

One of these days

We'll never ever be apart