All That Talking - The Cat Empire

And when it happens it’s like

Honey and pain, horns in the rain

Misty seas and mysteries

A dog with no name, it’s that time again

Not sure if I’m sleeping

But the vision’s as clear as fog on the pier

Someone fishing aimlessly

A thought’s an idea, a sound is an ear

And gods with none believing

Being chased by the lamb, a knife in its hand

Looked down from that mountain

Saw the moon get a tan on the beach with no sand

Something came and something ran

To make up my mind, is it bleak or it fine?

She looked a little doubtful

Smirked and said it’s divine to light with no lime, sometimes

Oh it’s too late I can’t stop

Moving my mouth, I’ll shush but I’ll shout

Something’s got a hold of me

Those words coming out like froth from a stout

Dreamboat’s sailing into

Stormy weather I see, salty debris

Cows and tigers jumping at some

Mad dignity, but passionately we’ll be

Oh finding

Ways without words to sing and to purr

Loving without declarations

Stuttered and slurred, elephants blurred

Nerves resisting urges serve

To speak with no sight, a bat taking flight

Only to find tooth marks

In that sex dynamite, my girl’s got a bite, that’s right