Time Turns Elastic

Album: Joy (2009)
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  • In and out of focus, time turns elastic
    In and out of focus, in and out of focus, time turns elastic
    In and out of focus, in and out of focus, time turns

    And when I stay too long, I went outside and stared
    Arms outstretched and long, moved straight across the sky
    (in and out of focus, in and out of focus)
    If I could wrap my arms around this globe
    Hands, touch the green and brown.
    I'd sink into the cool, cool ground
    (in and out of focus, in and out of focus)

    Seen all, seen all, seen all summer
    Seen all, seen all, seen all spring

    But, I'm a submarine, submarine sinks below the ground.
    A submarine
    I'm a submarine, submarine sinks below the ground.

    Now that the leaves turned to gold,
    The moments all glow, frozen and free from time.
    And out here on my own, I watch it ebb and flow.
    Here with the fire burning low,
    In the honey mist that breathes
    Crooked maple fingers trembling all around
    I feel the winds that blow.

    Out here between the dark and light
    The summers gone, and the reeds bow down
    As the colors change all along the waterline

    Oh

    And when it's time the landslide will free what flows inside
    While all around the rocks collide, you finally see the lines
    That points towards the light that never dies.

    Melody, shelter in the darkness
    Take hold of me now.
    Memory, trapped in a corner
    Dark fingers are long.
    But all around, streaming down, rays of blue light calling out.

    These silver sounds are raining down on me
    Here on the wheel the rhythm's turning all around
    Up above the dark, it's sky is bleeding
    I feel the world turning upside down.

    These are the reasons that we lay down on the ground
    Drawn through the funnel, all the colors run together turning round.
    Wait for the waves to come and carry me away
    Down on the ground the sounds of voices in the echoes seem to say.

    And as the carousel circles unceasingly,
    Watch while the ripples decay in this rolling time.
    In cascading, the wind set the wheels in motion
    And it's turning in the mist around.
    Rolling and turning into the mist around me.
    Kissed by the water, and held in your mother's arms.
    Green where you tumble and roll in these fields.
    The shapes of the bodies, a ship in the sun.
    While the blossoms all scream and it sleeps around me
    The earth and these memories yields around me.

    In and out of focus, time turns elastic, time turns
    In and out of focus, time turns elastic, time turns

    Touches these woods and these waters all paved with gold.
    Gleaming in daylight, their voices ring on.
    They're cold while they're pointing, lay down in the storm.
    And this life is bending and swelling around me
    Rolling and turning into the mist around me
    The winds all arising in the west around me
    And the carousel turns into breath around me.

    In and out of focus, time turns elastic, time turns
    In and out of focus, time turns elastic, time turns
    In and out of focus, time turns elastic, time turns
    In and out of focus, time turns elastic, time turns Writer/s: TREY ANASTASIO
    Publisher: Downtown Music Publishing
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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