We're sounding out
Through the tarlatan holes
Lazy, your long sister lays
It's a terrible, terrible tide
And the weather will hold
It's been ever so, ever so gray
April marches on
April marches on
It's been ever so, ever so gray
Lazy, it long has arrived
And the weather will hold
As it lights upon your eye
As it lights upon your eye
April marches on
But there on the motorway, reeks of marmalade
Prayed for snow a long time
Waiting out this long light brigade
Lights upon your eye
Limbers up and falls, tender down
And here, as we're coming down
You've been slipping, been slipping away
To lighthouse shine, to calm tide
It's a terrible, terrible tide
It's a chemical, chemical kind
You've been slipping, been slipping away
Songwriter: Colin Patrick Meloy
As it lights upon your eye
Compass gone, he long has lost his way
The bosun long has arrived
Publisher: OSTEROZHNA! MUSIC
Ankles splayed and all tied
April marches on
Through the tarlatan holes
The gymnast, high above the ground
As it lights upon your eye
But here as we're coming down
But there on the motorway, reeks of marmalade
We're sounding out
The bosun calls upon the quay
Lights upon your eye
The gymnast long has arrived
It's a chemical, chemical kind