The
clouds are gathering in the sky above
I know this one's gonna hurt my love
Birds are shouting through the mangrove trees
They know the difference between a storm and breeze
I too have felt this once before
I hear the pounding and it's at my door
Outside it's boiling but the water is cold
All signs point to that I'm getting old
The waves are rising and I take that dive
To hold a breath is not to be alive I've felt it now,
I feel it now
I know it's coming but I don't know how
It's taking us apart,
it's still a case of love
We're nothing but postmodern art What were we thinking of?
This is how it has to be Oh,
this is how it has to be
This is how it has to be
I'm constructing but I sure aren't being
My blood is boiling and the callus is hot
My veins are twisting in a sailor's knot
My thalamus is growing down into my tongue
And all I taste is pain in every kissing song
I know this story,
I know it well The cracks are showing in my pearly shell
Outside I'm shaking and I feel them chills
They're going both of my Achilles heels
I fall down naked waiting for the start
My arms are open waiting to transform
A bird's gone flying,
I hear them crying I know it's coming but I don't know why
It's taking us apart,
it's still a case of love
We're nothing but postmodern art What were we thinking of?
This is how it has to be Oh,
this is how it has to be
This is how it has to be
This is how it has to be
Now let me hear you girls
This is how it has to be
This is how it has to be