Sister woke me up As he fell out of the sky Theres a golden place Where the angels crash and die You can jab and poke Oh but whatd you ever give? I dont hear your voice Hear it resonate like his Hear it resonate like his You were endless fuel Burning fast and burning free Not a wideeyed fool That fell into the sea That vanished in the sea Youre alive and good St.John As the AM waves live on You as much belong to me As a ship steered to the sea As a ship steered to the sea Youre the cornerstone Of my memories as a kid Filled my room with sun When that polished vinyl spun I will see your face Crashing down against the wind And its a sadder place When that crackling vinyl spins When the crackling vinyl spins Youre still living good St.John High up in the yellow sun We can find your vacant grin In every dusty thriftstore bin Youre a dimeadozen man Youre a dimeadozen man And youre far beyond the moon That you dreamed to touch so soon And your life was big and full Like your words so beautiful Dum de dum de dum dum dum Always echo across the world
dum, vinyl, dimeadozen, steered, crackling