Painter of Tygers

Your name is like a secret
 If you whisper just close enough
 If you dream of a radio
 You'll be over all the time
 It's alright
 If you finally see land
 Please don't cry out
 It's alright
 Oh, Painter of Tygers
 You told her that you can't keep me here
 Your name is like a messenger
 Remembered from the distance
 On the east side of the Feather Banks
 I felt the Pacific try to turn me upside down
 Windows and Everclear
 In pieces upon the ground
 In lovely pens
 The soul winds down to
 A voice that's just hanging around
 Bell ringing and alphabets
 And songs you'd think you recognize
 Felt so suspicious
 When coming from all sides
 The treetops are out of here!
 I can't remember if they shone at night
 Underground
 Where the mannequins turned off all the lights
 Oh Painter of Tygers, you can't keep me here