Songtext von Sun-Kissed Slashes

Under the bridge fires punctuate the darkness Salvaged my mast from a fire sale in queens The city blows up, trembling in the water And I holler, innocent and free Floating downstream, somewhere in indiana Counting the silos and singing la marseillaise Stealing corn and weaving wild flowers Into a sail that’s bigger than the sun Trucks and chains and tires rusting on the shore Sun-kissed slashes I steer right past Mistook your rockets for fireworks and flares I guess the hunt is on, tracers mark the bullseye Forever westward, forever expanding Armadas armed with waterguns and mirrors The crowd is cheering, throwing neon streamers And we holler, innocent and free