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