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• Artiste: King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard
• Titre: Phantom Island
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I just woke up from a dream I was in a place I'd never been and never seen So I packed up my horse Everything seemed sweet Found the closest speakeasy and ordered a stiff drink Fuck, I never thought I'd lose my mind I s'ppose sanity is easy to lose and hard to find Hey and can you hear that tintinnabulation? Are all the bats in the belfry again? A land-borne illusion breaks the ocean surface Is this mental confusion or have I finally found my purpose? Coconut congas playing in time with the waltz of a tortoise A symphony of delusion as my thoughts finally realize their purpose I hope this place is here in the morning Or I'll be floating back to the land with the water bloated corpses Their palm trees looking at me funny with a sideways belligerence A symphony of delusion as my thoughts realize their ignorance Paranoia's on the growth Is that laughter or a crow? Every rustle in the trees a potential snare Close my eyes and block my ears Cut the cord and leave me here Phantom (phantom) Island (island) Phantom (phantom) (Yeah!) Island (island) Woo! Am I chasin' shadows? Reality superimposed Every footprint in the sand Every crackle of dry leaves Every wave that breaks too close Every whisper on the breeze Every shape inside a cloud Every star that's out of place Everything that I believe Throw it all into the sea and be free Sixteen horses galloping Twelve long years of graphing, grappling The bull by its horns I can feel it in my loins The crippling moon-wash[ed?] cycle The lappin' rip, the risin' flood The flip of the coin It's another turning point Phantom island, insane asylum Phantom island, insane asylum I'm the doe, the cat, the dog The laymen lack a one true god Let your bygones be bygones Bow down to Set and Typhon The long lagoon of rhythmic grooves Bound and stampede running through the Phantom island, insane asylum Phantom island, insane asylum Phantom island, insane asylum Chantin' sirens ringing clear The palm trees; heads are bangin' Stuck inside of mental seas God, it's me, the sharp cliff hanging We must retreat back to sea