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Black Lips

Locust

 

Locust

(album: Sing In A World That's Falling Apart - 2020)


You kept the linen clean but you couldn't keep the dirt off me
Pouring seconds from a broken clock, leaving hours piled up on the floor
I might feel the sun but the sun certainly won't feel me
My hands are icy cold but everything they touch feel heat

Everybody knows
That while I'm passing by
The concrete starts to shake
I'm a locust in the wind
Now there's nothing where I've been
Just a feeling left behind

Stole the bell right off the ship so they're never gonna hear it ring
Passengers will be asleep while the pipes are ripped from under the sink
I'm never going to be the one who's never been lost in the sea
I'd rather eat the soap that was meant to wash the dirt from me

Everybody knows
While I'm passing by
The forest comes awake
Now I'm talking to the wind
Both asking where we've been
And what's been left behind

I might feel the sun but the sun certainly won't feel me
My hands are icy cold but everything they touch feel heat
You kept the linen clean but you couldn't keep the dirt off me
I'd rather eat the soap that was meant to keep me clean

Everybody knows
While I'm passing by
The concrete starts to shake
I'm a locust in the wind
Now there's nothing where I've been
Just a feeling left behind

Everybody knows
While I'm passing by
The forest comes awake
Now I'm talking to the wind
Both asking where we've been
And what been left behind

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