The Wave from Creatures (2012) by City of Sound

In a pseudo apartment on shoreline
Coming at you like a tidal wave
In a lost compartment of your mind
Do you recall anything?
Where the clocks, they bend and break all the time
Just runnin' off like centipedes
Down a long distance telephone line
Ringing like a tambourine

In a Wave, In a Wave, In a Wave, In a Wave

I can see for miles on top my mushroom cloud
Waves exploding, everything is gone

The night is cold as I unfold in bed
I am short of every breath
A million souls are floating overhead
Trying to deliver my death
And Where could I live
That the poisonous gas
Won't smother me off like Hitler
Where could I give myself to a woman
With a heart and a soul like an alter

In a dark cold and evil dream
A hundred miles below the sea
I was sound asleep in a machine
I never heard anything

In a Wave

I can see for miles on top my mushroom cloud
Waves Exploding. Hot rain is coming
In single file dominos falling down
Saving no one. Everything is gone.

• Alternative
• Experimental
• Rock
• city of sound
• creatures
• the wave
• Minneapolis