Oceanwalk

[Intro] 40 steps to the end of the private lives 54 steps on to the upturned hand 233 steps towards the hidden garden 527 steps to the lion’s mountain 184 steps to the etching box 376 steps to the walking planks 433 steps to the watchtower on the sea 17 steps down to the beach [Verse 1] I saw the door and I looked through the entrance Stare down night sky, dot pattern seeming endless Broken friendship, dandy dog on leash Door latch caught spot, shoe stomp on street Tape deck plays and the reels will spin Suburb sound close down as boom-bap begin Red face hide in the shades of the trees As buggered blue moonlight pass through the leaves Carry out my concerning deeds in the depravation of the darkness The com-com-comfort of cave-dweller locked inside of apartment Spark this with the marked mistakes of minors learning How to build a better book of matches by watching the fire burning Count all my dreams on a pair of Pinocchio fingers And trace the trail back home by the tumbling splinters A silly beginner, basic apprentice aggression In the absence of a master, trying to make up my own lesson [Bridge] Who knew I would, I would wait such a long time Who knew I would, I would wait such a long time [Hook] From the dreams to leaves to the cracks in the pavement To the roaches and rats to the armoured cars pacing From the spies to the thieves to the cross-eyed complainers To the... ain't that long when you count out the paces From the breach to the tracks to the aliens with statements To the grief to the crap that they all want to wade in To the forth and back, the forth and back There is no turning back, back, back, back again [Verse 2] Secrets explode whether you mean it or not I locked my dreams with the right keys but I worked the wrong lock The strong box screws split quick before I could retighten I learned lightening strikes and leaves before language leaks it lightens The waking of the dead to live and work with the freaks I was a vampire roaming streets when I would swear I'is a sleep The beeping of the buzzer burn my brain the next day I tried to brush my teeth but never could remove the blood stains A double life of moonlighting grows tiring from trying If you got to work a day job and keep the villagers from rioting The list of lies, lengthened longer, left life laymen honest Invited the world into my home to show the bones stacked in my closet A dumb little skeleton walking miles to chase a silly dream Stubborn skull, split shoes, punctuated by abrasive feet All the while stalking, walking, awkward through the night In the stomach of the suburbs with a dog by my side [Hook x3]