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Perfect Water - Blue Oyster Cult (Blue Öyster Cult)

Perfect water - the dark wind braids the waves that grays birds

'Ware the tree Is this our destiny

To join our hands at sea - and slowly sink and slowly think:

This is perfect water passing over me

Do you know Jacques Cousteau when they said on the radio

That he hears bells in random order deep beneath the perfect water

Love That is frightening but still so inviting

To drown inside a sound that lay so far underground

And to think And to think:

This is perfect water passing over me

To flow inside the spiral tide;

To drown my eyes like a blind ride

And to cross the perils of black water

It waits for me like mother and daughter

A life of perfect order A strange and perfect water

A life of perfect order A strange and perfect water

Perfect water I dream this dream within my deep and warm gulf stream

Where two blocks of ice melt into my hands like dice

And I roll seven on the floor of the sea

And I roll seven on the floor of the sea

And I feel the perfect water washing over me

To flow inside the spiral tide;

To drown my eyes like a blind ride

And to cross the perils of black water

It waits for me like mother and daughter

A life of perfect order A strange and perfect water

A life of perfect order A strange and perfect water

A life A strange

A life A strange