Phantom Island Lyrics

[Verse 1: Stu Mackenzie] I just woke up from a dream I was in a place I'd never been and never seen So I packed up my horse, everything seemed sweet Found the closest speakeasy and ordered a stiff drink Fuck, I never thought I'd lose my mind I s'ppose sanity is easy to lose and hard to find Hey and can you hear that tintinnabulation? Are all the bats in the belfry again? [Verse 2: Cook Craig] A land-borne illusion breaks the ocean surface Is this mental confusion or have I finally found my purpose? Coconut congas playing in time with the waltz of a tortoise A symphony of delusion as my thoughts finally realize their purpose I hope this place is here in the morning Or I'll be floating back to the land with the water bloated corpses Their palm trees looking at me funny with a sideways belligerence A symphony of delusion as my thoughts realize their ignorance [Verse 3: Stu Mackenzie] Paranoia's on the growth Is that laughter or a crow? Every rustle in the trees a potential snare Close my eyes and block my ears Cut the cord and leave me here [Refrain: Stu Mackenzie & Ambrose Kenny-Smith] Phantom (phantom) Island (Island) Phantom (Phantom) (Yeah!) Island (Island) Woo! [Verse 4: Stu Mackenzie] Am I chasin' shadows? Reality superimposed Every footprint in the sand Every crackle of dry leaves Every wave that breaks too close Every whisper on the breeze Every shape inside a cloud Every star that's out of place Everything that I believe Throw it all into the sea and be free [Verse 5: Ambrose Kenny-Smith] Sixteen horses galloping Twelve long years of graphing, grappling The bull by its horns I can feel it in my loins The crippling moon-wash[ed?] cycle The lappin' rip, the risin' flood The flip of the coin It's another turning point [Chorus: Ambrose Kenny-Smith] Phantom island, insane asylum Phantom island, insane asylum I'm the doe, the cat, the dog The laymen lack a one true god [Verse 6: Ambrose Kenny-Smith] Let your bygones be bygones Bow down to Set and Typhon The long lagoon of rhythmic grooves Bound and stampede running through the [Chorus: Ambrose Kenny-Smith] Phantom island, insane asylum Phantom island, insane asylum Phantom island, insane asylum Chantin' sirens ringing clear [Verse 7: Ambrose Kenny-Smith] The palm trees; heads are bangin' Stuck inside of mental seas God, it's me, the sharp cliff hanging We must retreat back to sea