I see a mansard roof through the trees
I see a salty message written in the eaves
The ground beneath my feet
The hot garbage and concrete
And now the tops of buildings, I can see them too
The Argentines collapse in defeat
The admiralty surveys the remnants of the fleet
The ground beneath their feet
Is a nautically-mapped sheet
As thin as paper
While it slips away from view
1 | A-Punk |
2 | Step |
3 | Cousins |
4 | Oxford Comma |
5 | Giving Up The Gun |
6 | Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa |
7 | Holiday |
8 | Diane Young |
9 | Ya Hey |
10 | White Sky |