Black Wave
by The Shins
From the album: Wincing the Night Away
Track 8 of 11 on Wincing the Night Away (2007).
Duration: 03:19
Lyrics for Black Wave
This goose is cooked, these tongues are tied Around the block and airborne blind But looking on the brighter side There's far less to which I'd be obliged In the meadow where the black breeze blows Where underneath the waves, you were most alone Can you hear a subtle, aching tone? Through the water, through the earth, trimmed up bone Looking on the brighter side Looking on the brighter side Looking on the brighter side Looking on the brighter side