The Sea Is A Good Place To Think Of The Future Lyrics - Romance Is Boring - Los Campesinos!

I grabbed hold of her wrist and my hand closed from tip to tip 

I said, you've taken the diet too far, you've got to let it slip 

But she's not eating again, she's not eating again 

She's not eating again, she's not eating again 

I ask her to speak French and then I need her to translate 

I get the feeling she makes the meaning more significant 

She was always far too pretty for me 

To believe in a single word she said, believe a word she said 

At fourteen her mother died in a routine operation 

From allergic reaction to a general anesthetic 

Spent the rest of her teens experimenting with prescriptions 

In a futile attempt to know more than the doctors 

She said, one day to leave her 

Sand up to her shoulders waiting for the tide 

To drag her to the ocean, to another sea's shore 

This thing hurts like hell but what did you expect 

And all you can hear is the sound of your own heart 

And all you can feel is your lungs flood and the blood course 

But oh I can see five hundred years dead set ahead of me 

Five hundred behind, a thousand years in perfect symmetry 

Best known left wrist right finger through all the southern states 

On every video games machine they call her triple A 

There were racists on the radio trying to give up smoking 

The chat show host, he joked 

You have to wait for the government program 

You talk about your politics 

And I wonder if you could be one of them 

But you could never kiss a Tory boy 

Without wanting to cut off your tongue again 

A good place to look to the future is 

When you are sat at the sea 

With the salt up to your ankles 

And a view of the end of the pier 

You may look down at your model's feet 

And wish that you'd just float away 

And the weather here is overcast 

And the sea is the same shade of gray 

So the landscape before you looks just like the edge of the world 

But to the left side and the right side 

Either way is a crazy golf course 

The sea is a good place to think of the future 

And all you can hear is the sound of your own heart 

And all you can feel is your lungs flood and the blood course 

But oh I can see five hundred years dead set ahead of me 

Five hundred behind, a thousand years in perfect symmetry 

A thousand years no getting rid of me 

A thousand years in perfect symmetry