Cold Specks — Elephant Head lyrics

Lyrics

One thousand stillborn thoughts
To cradle and hold
With my mother’s hands
I’ll place them on my chest and hope
For these empty winds to breathe
No, I won’t rest
When the house is to shame
Call out to these waters
Yes, you Great Lakes
Do I bury them with their names?
You cut me open
Just to see what’s within
Clean up these organs
Wrap your words with my skin
I guess I’m just looking for a transplant lover
With infinite regrets
Someone who’ll dance around martyrs
And sing of caskets
What do you say?
Now, what do you say?
It is a strange year and it appears
That I am stuck
But I predict a graceful expulsion
I predict a graceful expulsion
I predict a graceful expulsion
I predict a graceful expulsion
Stranded in the North Sea
Yeah, a wild dream
Frantic city keep my warm, this fall
It’s been a heavy year
Bathurst, Spadina, St. George and Bay
Am I to condemn, the hands of darkness?
Now, tell it to the quiet fire of my blood
Tell it to the eager fever of my heart
Who will arrange the funeral?
I predict a graceful expulsion
I predict a graceful expulsion
I predict a graceful expulsion
I predict a graceful expulsion
I predict a graceful expulsion
I predict a graceful expulsion