I've been a fan of Regina Spektor since her single Fidelity came out a few years ago. She's half New York, half Russian, and extremely whimsical. Her new album is proving to be just as amazing as the last. I found this song to be especially charming.
Come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies
Let's get a silver bullet trailer and have a baby boy
I'll safety pin his clothes all cool and you'll graffiti up his toys
I've got a perfect body, but sometimes I forget
I've got a perfect body, 'cause my eyelashes catch my sweat
Yes they do
They do
Now I've been sitting on this abandoned beach for years
Waiting for the salty water to cover up my ears
But every time the tide come in to take me home
I get scared
I'm sitting here alone
Dreaming of the dolphin song
Maybe one day you'll understand
That I want nothing but to sweetly hold your hand
Till that day just please don't be so down
Don't make frowns, you silly clown
Just come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze
There's a shadow
You can't see my eyes
And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
Come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies
Let's get a silver bullet trailer and have a baby boy
I'll safety pin his clothes all cool and you'll graffiti up his toys
I've got a perfect body, but sometimes I forget
I've got a perfect body, 'cause my eyelashes catch my sweat
Yes they do
They do
Now I've been sitting on this abandoned beach for years
Waiting for the salty water to cover up my ears
But every time the tide come in to take me home
I get scared
I'm sitting here alone
Dreaming of the dolphin song
Maybe one day you'll understand
That I want nothing but to sweetly hold your hand
Till that day just please don't be so down
Don't make frowns, you silly clown
Just come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze
There's a shadow
You can't see my eyes
And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes
