Red House Painters

Bird Joel

Red House Painters


My baby sleeps in blue 
Warm and naked pale and pretty 
I feel the seventh wave 
Of the ocean in the motion 

I feel a brand new sickness 
Coming over me like a storm 
Used to feel so good beside her 
There next to her my arm around her 

She fell like flowers
Petals where carried out on my old wind 
Landed down in the centre of this 
Lonely white grip of winter 

She brought these gifts of love 
I carried down in my pocket 
I set then on my shelves 
And on the night stand by my bed 

She sleeps and won't come back again 
From pretty dreams that keep her 
My baby won't back again 
I feel so lost without her 

I hear your magic voice on the 
Analogue of this machine 
I hear the smoothest talk of the 
Coolest transparent star field 

Will there be any danger if 
Our talk is under this roof? 
And can you know a stranger 
So quickly under this moon? 

So go away come back again 
I'll shut you out I'll pull you in 
Don't go away come back again 
I feel so lost 

She sleeps in royal blue 
And the room down past the big dry desert 
The sense of music there 
And hope reaches you 
And gets you past the motions of 
Goodbyes .... (???) 
And pulls the deepest winter out of this 
Lonely white crippled winter 

She sleeps and won't come back again 
From pretty dreams that keep her 
My baby won't come back again 
I am so lost without her 

So go away come back again 
I shut you out I pull you in 
Don't go away, come back again 
I feel so lost