Very nicely written and crafted song. It keeps stopping me in my tracks when I hear it.
Here are the lyrics:
A daydream spills from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating flocks of candled swans Slowly drift across wax ponds The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang (hey!) So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yes, we're all too smart To talk to God Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs To us from the dock Jinxed things ringing as they leak Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk Scarecrow, now it's time to hatch Sprouting suns and ageless daughters Don't you know Don't you know That those watermelon smiles Just can't ripen underwater Just can't ripen underwater The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang (hey!) So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yeah, we're all too smart To talk to God Oh, we're all too smart To talk to God Ooooh Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Oooooh So close
This is a very catchy engaging song. It pulls you in and then it is going through your head all day.
The idea of the ocean calling us in, waiting for us, waiting to wash us and bounce us around in the water...we jump in, but jump knowing there is a healthy dose of risk thrown in with whatever we're called to do. Don't let go!
Here are some of the lyrics...
I can hear the ocean and it's calling you to come
It goes, "hey Joe
Come on in the water's warm, we've been here waiting for ya
Oh, hey Joe
Come on back and see us more
And everyone adores ya"
Pulling out the clean sh*t from the bottom of the pile
It's best to look your best or you'll make your mother cry, oh
She don't think you look sharp but you're dressing for success
And your heart is in the right place, it's your head that's in a mess
Oh, hey Joe
(whatcha know, whatcha know)
Oh, hey Joe
Oh, hey Joe
Oh
So in love
So in love
So in love
I could swim to freedom but I won't let go
And you could touch the bottom but I won't let go
I can see your lips are moving but there's nothing coming out
And my heart is in the right place but my head is in the clouds
Charlie Louvin---The Little Grave in Georgia
Absolutely beautiful song. One of those classic death and murder ballads. Listen to his voice as he sings about ivy and the little birds that sing in the trees.
I'm not sure how or why, but this song made me glad to be alive in world where I know it isn't a perfect place and sometimes bad things happen to good people, but this song reminds me that we are loved despite all of the craziness.
Song of the day is Ymaelodi Âr Ymylon---by the Super Furry Animals!
Thank you verrry much!
This song is all about dwelling on the periphery...especially in the world of music.
This song is exactly why I love SFA and this song perfectly captures what they are PERFECT at.
Embracing instead of lamenting their perfect place on the edges!
