Saw the warning sign outside St Anne
And the words were falling down
All the days melt into oblivion
In the time folded between the two years
And the news at ten don't change my head
And the fam don't make much sense
And you walked in from the bewilderness
With a look right through my windowpane
And I feel outside it
Lost on descent
Like two transplanted palms
You look like me
Swimming in my head
Ringing in my heart
Nothing is the same
The street hasn't changed
There's a light feeling in the back of my head
And my mind's somersaulting
I've gone out of myself
As if I'm lying in a cloud
And way down there below me
Is the body I used to have
Nothing is the same
The street hasn't changed
There's a light feeling in the back of my head
And my mind's somersaulting
I've gone out of myself
As if I'm lying in a cloud
And way down there below me
Is the body I used to have
Nothing is the same
The street hasn't changed
There's a light feeling in the back of my head
And my mind's somersaulting
I've gone out of myself
As if I'm lying in a cloud
And way down there below me
Is the body I used to have
And I feel outside it
Lost on descent
Like two transplanted palms
You look like me
Swimming in my head
Ringing in my heart
You draw a straight line to the branches
You feel the gold light coming through
The Second of the First Video (MV)
Performed By: Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever
Length: 3:40
Written by: Marcel Tussie, Joe Russo, Fran Keaney, Joe White, Tom Russo
Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever - The Second of the First Lyrics
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Saw the warning sign outside St Anne
And the words were falling down
All the days melt into oblivion
In the time folded between the two years
And the news at ten don't change my head
And the fam don't make much sense
And you walked in from the bewilderness
With a look right through my windowpane
And I feel outside it
Lost on descent
Like two transplanted palms
You look like me
Swimming in my head
Ringing in my heart
Nothing is the same
The street hasn't changed
There's a light feeling in the back of my head
And my mind's somersaulting
I've gone out of myself
As if I'm lying in a cloud
And way down there below me
Is the body I used to have
Nothing is the same
The street hasn't changed
There's a light feeling in the back of my head
And my mind's somersaulting
I've gone out of myself
As if I'm lying in a cloud
And way down there below me
Is the body I used to have
Nothing is the same
The street hasn't changed
There's a light feeling in the back of my head
And my mind's somersaulting
I've gone out of myself
As if I'm lying in a cloud
And way down there below me
Is the body I used to have
And I feel outside it
Lost on descent
Like two transplanted palms
You look like me
Swimming in my head
Ringing in my heart
You draw a straight line to the branches
You feel the gold light coming through
And the words were falling down
All the days melt into oblivion
In the time folded between the two years
And the news at ten don't change my head
And the fam don't make much sense
And you walked in from the bewilderness
With a look right through my windowpane
And I feel outside it
Lost on descent
Like two transplanted palms
You look like me
Swimming in my head
Ringing in my heart
Nothing is the same
The street hasn't changed
There's a light feeling in the back of my head
And my mind's somersaulting
I've gone out of myself
As if I'm lying in a cloud
And way down there below me
Is the body I used to have
Nothing is the same
The street hasn't changed
There's a light feeling in the back of my head
And my mind's somersaulting
I've gone out of myself
As if I'm lying in a cloud
And way down there below me
Is the body I used to have
Nothing is the same
The street hasn't changed
There's a light feeling in the back of my head
And my mind's somersaulting
I've gone out of myself
As if I'm lying in a cloud
And way down there below me
Is the body I used to have
And I feel outside it
Lost on descent
Like two transplanted palms
You look like me
Swimming in my head
Ringing in my heart
You draw a straight line to the branches
You feel the gold light coming through
Writer: Marcel Tussie, Joe Russo, Fran Keaney, Joe White, Tom Russo
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group