Your name is like a secret
If you whisper just close enough
If you dream of a radio
Youll be over all the time
Its alright
If you finally see land
Please dont cry out
Its alright
Oh, Painter of Tygers
You told her that you cant keep me here
Your name is like a messenger
Remembered from the distance
On the east side of the Feather Banks
I felt the Pacific try to turn me upside down
Windows and Everclear
In pieces upon the ground
In lovely pens
The soul winds down to
A voice thats just hanging around
Bell ringing and alphabets
And songs youd think you recognize
Felt so suspicious
When coming from all sides
The treetops are out of here!
I cant remember if they shone at night
Underground
Where the mannequins turned off all the lights
Oh Painter of Tygers, you cant keep me here