Sunset Rubdown - Winged/Wicked Things lyrics

rate me

Well I say it's just smoke

So you say it's the hair of ghosts

So I say it's the white hair of Poseidon

Ebbing in the tide in some dead sea

So you say it's some Shroud of Turin

And the sun wore it white and the earth wore it thin

Or the sun wore it white and His faith wore it thin

Unraveling heavenward

It's saddled to tiny birds

Or other such winged things

Either way they are struggling

Either way they are miniature

Either way they're invisible

But either way they're confused

As Hell would have them

And the pattern of flight is chaotic and blind

But it's right cause chaos is yours and it's mine

And chaos is luck and like love and love blind

The pattern of flight is chaotic and blind

But it's right cause chaos is yours and chaos is mine

And chaos is love and they say love is blind

But they're subject to hating us

Oh, just like the rest of us

Oh, we're just like the rest of us

They need the rest of us to stay alive

So that's not where confusion lies

That's not where illusions to the fact that the truth

Is just smoke in your eyes

Does lie

Confusion lies in which other wicked things do lie with

Confusion lies in which other wicked things do lie with

And chaos is yours

And chaos is mine

And chaos is love and they say love is blind

So I say oh, I see now it's just smoke

So I say oh, I see now it's just smoke

Oh, I say oh, I see now it's just smoke

Oh, I say oh, I see now it's just smoke