I think much like another song “Anti-Matter” (that's also on the same album as this song), this one is also is inspired by a horrifying van crash the band experienced on Nov 3, 2022. This, much like the other track, sounds like it's an extension what they shared while huddled in the wreckage, as they helped frontman Garrett Russell stem the bleeding from his head wound while he was under the temporary effects of a concussion. The track speaks of where the mind goes at the most desperate & desolate of times, when it just about slips away to all but disconnect itself, and the aftermath.
His organ sounds like clouds brushing against the moon on an ice crusted midnight,
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts,
His synthesizer sails galactic landscapes, from New York to ancient Rome in an hour
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts,
His voice softens the squall of deaths imminence of when he sings oh it rains tropical colors
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts
But when I hear that music all the world is holy and it’s good hey hey he--y, and no one sings the sanitary blues
His harps hover like moths in the atmosphere I feel like rushing through tall grasslands.
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts
His boom box blares classics never written, the songs singers never had time to make up,
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts
But when I hear that music all the animals in my heart roar hey hey he-y, and no one sings the sanitary blues.
Nobody noticed that the waitress was on fire. She screamed and threw herself on the ground. The customers just kept to themselves, reading the morning paper with coffee, everyone one one one wa-one one one everyone. The portraits on the walls started to sweat and moan everyone one one one wa-one one one everyone.
I was trying to enjoy a cappuccino over the agonizing howl so I hid inside a newspaper headline. It said “Mission Accomplished” the man in the flight suit twitched and went (everyone one one one wa-one one one everyone) home with a brunette in the crowd.
His Space Echo seethes undiscovered colors lets repaint this architecture.
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts
His violins sound like crickets shrieking at the sun on a summer afternoon.
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts,
His synthesizer sails galactic landscapes, from New York to ancient Rome in an hour
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts,
His voice softens the squall of deaths imminence of when he sings oh it rains tropical colors
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts
But when I hear that music all the world is holy and it’s good hey hey he--y, and no one sings the sanitary blues
His harps hover like moths in the atmosphere I feel like rushing through tall grasslands.
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts
His boom box blares classics never written, the songs singers never had time to make up,
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts
But when I hear that music all the animals in my heart roar hey hey he-y, and no one sings the sanitary blues.
Nobody noticed that the waitress was on fire. She screamed and threw herself on the ground. The customers just kept to themselves, reading the morning paper with coffee, everyone one one one wa-one one one everyone. The portraits on the walls started to sweat and moan everyone one one one wa-one one one everyone.
I was trying to enjoy a cappuccino over the agonizing howl so I hid inside a newspaper headline. It said “Mission Accomplished” the man in the flight suit twitched and went (everyone one one one wa-one one one everyone) home with a brunette in the crowd.
His Space Echo seethes undiscovered colors lets repaint this architecture.
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts everything it hurts everything it hurts
His violins sound like crickets shrieking at the sun on a summer afternoon.
But everything it hurts every thing it hurts
Lyrics submitted by toothbrusher
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I'm not sure how I submit lyrics, so here they are. :-]
his organs sounds like clouds brushing against the moon on an ice-crusted midnight but everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts
his synthesizer sails galactic landscapes from new york to ancient rome in an hour and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts
his voice softens the squall of death's imminence, when he sings oh it rains tropical colors but everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts
but when i hear the music, all the world is holy and it's good oh hey hey hey
[and nobody ever, nobody ever, nobody ever] his harps hover like moths in the atmosphere, i feel like rushing through tall grasslands but everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts
his boom box blares the songs never written, the songs singers never ever made up but everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts
but when i hear the music all the animals in my heart roar oh hey hey hey
[nobody ever, nobody ever, nobody ever sing sanitary blues, the sanitary blues]
well nobody noticed that the waitress was on fire she screamed and through herself down on the ground and everybody, they just kept to themselves, reading morning paper with coffee [everyone-one-one-one-one-one everyone] the portraits on the walls started to sweat and moan [everyone-one-one-one-one-one everyone] well i was trying to enjoy a cappuccino over the agonizing howl so i hid inside a newspaper headline it said mission accomplished the man in the flight suit twitched and he went home with the brunette in the crowd
his space echo seethes undiscovered colors, lets repaint all of this architecture and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts
his violins sound like crickets shrieking at the sun on a hot yosemite summer but everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts
but when i hear the music, all the wilderness in my heart grows oh hey hey hey
and nobody every, nobody ever, sings sanitary blues, sanitary blues, sanitary blues but everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts and everything it hurts [x4]
his organs sounds like clouds brushing against the moon on an ice-crusted midnight