This is how I hear the lyrics. I'm not sure how accurate I am, though. (First time I listened to Blackfield's Waving, I made many mistakes when trying to interpret the lyrics, aagh.)
Drainin' the lake
Find the owner of the voice
Zippin' in the bag
And drove off across the noise
Examine the headlights
His archives in their strands
You're tellin' me something
That puts the weakness in my hands
I see, but I suppose
I breathe, but I dispose
OR
I see what I suppose
I breathe what I dispose
Black wheels get yellow in the sand
I steal every idea that I can
Underwater, these shadows in the lake
Turning the lights out, she throws aside grenades (?)
In this collision, dying in a car/truck (?)
There is corrosion, and some kids need to die (?)
This is how I hear the lyrics. I'm not sure how accurate I am, though. (First time I listened to Blackfield's Waving, I made many mistakes when trying to interpret the lyrics, aagh.)
Drainin' the lake Find the owner of the voice Zippin' in the bag And drove off across the noise
Examine the headlights His archives in their strands You're tellin' me something That puts the weakness in my hands
I see, but I suppose I breathe, but I dispose OR I see what I suppose I breathe what I dispose
Black wheels get yellow in the sand I steal every idea that I can
Underwater, these shadows in the lake Turning the lights out, she throws aside grenades (?) In this collision, dying in a car/truck (?) There is corrosion, and some kids need to die (?)