Letra
Ver letra con acordes
Ecosystem
www.bluejaysongs.com
bluejay.bandcamp.com
facebook.com/bluejaymusic
Goblins (2010) B-side.
Song can be heard here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxxnsAlRDQU
In the recording, the guitar is tuned down a half step but it sounds fine in
standard tuning as well.
– 000230
- 002200
- 032000
– 002033
- 000232
- 002010
- 320003
A long sunset
over concrete Miami Beach.
The humid blanket,
then neon signs in the street.
Lost lovers line the sand
for a finish or a start.
The swollen red moon rises as
they peek from crustacean hearts…
These kisses in our ecosystem,
Sent in bottles riding the sea,
I feel ‘em when you send ‘em out,
Even when they don’t reach me.
Diplomatic gentlemen
learning Italian from cassette, they
only pause to speak English
while the women are under the waves.
The night tide comes in,
makes sandy, electronics.
The men splash to briefs
and the neon short circuits…
These embraces in our system,
Radar in the deep green sea,
I feel ‘em when you send ‘em out,
Even if they don’t reach me.
Sending letters ‘cross the ocean it’s just too easy
I’ll send you these songs handwritten I don’t mind the delay
These kisses in our ecosystem,
Sent in bottles riding the sea,
I feel ‘em when you send ‘em out,
Even when they don’t reach me.
These embraces in our system,
Radar in the deep green sea,
I feel ‘em when you send ‘em out,
Even if they don’t reach me.
www.bluejaysongs.com
bluejay.bandcamp.com
facebook.com/bluejaymusic
Goblins (2010) B-side.
Song can be heard here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FxxnsAlRDQU
In the recording, the guitar is tuned down a half step but it sounds fine in
standard tuning as well.
– 000230
- 002200
- 032000
– 002033
- 000232
- 002010
- 320003
A long sunset
over concrete Miami Beach.
The humid blanket,
then neon signs in the street.
Lost lovers line the sand
for a finish or a start.
The swollen red moon rises as
they peek from crustacean hearts…
These kisses in our ecosystem,
Sent in bottles riding the sea,
I feel ‘em when you send ‘em out,
Even when they don’t reach me.
Diplomatic gentlemen
learning Italian from cassette, they
only pause to speak English
while the women are under the waves.
The night tide comes in,
makes sandy, electronics.
The men splash to briefs
and the neon short circuits…
These embraces in our system,
Radar in the deep green sea,
I feel ‘em when you send ‘em out,
Even if they don’t reach me.
Sending letters ‘cross the ocean it’s just too easy
I’ll send you these songs handwritten I don’t mind the delay
These kisses in our ecosystem,
Sent in bottles riding the sea,
I feel ‘em when you send ‘em out,
Even when they don’t reach me.
These embraces in our system,
Radar in the deep green sea,
I feel ‘em when you send ‘em out,
Even if they don’t reach me.