Grownup Noise The Oldest Running Feature
The Oldest Running Feature
We all agree you’re like the sea, we climb in tiny boats to breathe
The air you move, a gentle cold, the oldest living teacher
And I float on your blue lagoon beneath the yellow moon
Your hands touch me and I forget just who I was before
I would swim if you would let me, wait for me
We all agree you’re like the sun, we climb in tiny ships that burn
To catch a glimpse of what you stole, the oldest running feature
And I wait for your gravity to pull me in you see, but your eyes
Tell me that your afraid of what you mean to me
I would die if you would let me, wait for me
If the sky would fall and I could reach
I’d sort ‘em out the things you need
This film is old, but it still plays on every screen inside my brain
So I will twist and I will bend
The final scene to change the end
We all agree you’re like the sea we climb in tiny boats to breathe
