Lyrics

Surf the wave now, taste the metal on your tongue

March the dogs of war into the sun

Heave and cry out! Lo! The planes, they duck and punch

Melt the candy clouds and parchment lungs



Chorus

Two seasons invade

Tremor and sway

With hands on grenades

Drive the light from the shade

Like an orange blockade—

we always seem to get played

See the men on parade, see the men on parade



She splits the atom in the night, feel her as she churns

Sing to her trumpet trees and watch them burn

Heave and cry out! Call the priestess to the sound

Pluck the tyrant from the brim and watch him drown



Chorus



Rain heavy like carpet bombs, sweetgrass and lemonade

Fold the memory into your arms and whisper it away



Chorus



You can shout at the mountain but they’ve already crowned him

With his crowds of ten thousand, yeah they’ve already crowned him

You can shout and surround him but they’ve already crowned him

With his crowds of ten thousand, yeah they’ve already crowned him

You can shout at the mountain but they’ve already crowned him

With his crowds of ten thousand