Atlantic
The Weather Station
.jpg/300px-The_Weather_Station_at_Rough_Trade_(51937042835).jpg "The Weather Station")
Struggling with Atlantic? Become a better singer in 30 days with these videos!
My god, I thought My god, what a sunset Blood red floods the Atlantic With a wine in my hand, laid back In the grass of some stranger's field While shearwaters reeled overhead Thinking I should get all this dying off of my mind I should really know better than to read the headlines Does it matter if I see? No really Can I not just cover my eyes? In the half light, soft wind on my skin Pink clouds massing on the cliffs Thinking how can I touch this? How can I touch this softest petal Softest stem, softest leaf, bending, green, in my palm? Thinking I should get all this dying off of my mind I should really know better than to read the headlines Does it matter if I see? No really Can I not just cover my eyes? Oh, tell me Why can't I just cover my eyes?
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com
Written by: Tamara Lindeman
Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Atlantic Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 6 May 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/1846796/The+Weather+Station/Atlantic>.
Powered by CITE.ME
Discuss the Atlantic Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In