the wave pictures – american boom lyrics
october ’97
with the hurricane approaching
i was in my room
kisses, bicycles
glimpses of the sea
i can recall them vividly
like all the first things
you saw so comically inaccessible
waiting to meet your husband from the train
we never gave a sh-t
about whether we were or weren’t hip
we played in a dust cloud like pig-pen in peanuts
we played in a dust cloud like pig-pen in peanuts
and every letter leaves you bitter
we’re up on the cricket pitch with cracked lips in the middle of winter
here comes the sun
here comes the moon
here comes the hurricane
i’m in my room
american airlines
american boom
she’ll be home soon
i’ll be in my room
here comes the light
she shines like a spoon
when she comes around
i’ll be in my room
i’ll be in my room
there are no lightbulbs left on the bottom shelf
i keep leaving you in a muddle
you keep leaving me for someone else
for someone else
and every letter leaves you bitter
we’re up on the cricket pitch with cracked lips in the middle of winter
here comes the sun
here comes the moon
here comes the hurricane
i’m in my room
american airlines
american boom
she’ll be home soon
i’ll be in my room
here comes the light
she shines like a spoon
when she comes around
i’ll be in my room
i’ll be in my room
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