If There's A Rocket Tie Me To It

What? I still haven't convinced you to get to know Snow Patrol better? Let me try again.


From the awesome album A Hundred Million Suns:



Jen asked for lyrics, so here you are:
If There's A Rocket Tie Me To It

Two weeks later like a surplus reprieve
I found a hair, the length of yours, on my sleeve
I wound it round and round my finger so tight
It turned to purple and a pulse formed inside

And I knew the beat 'cause it matched your own beat
I still remember it from our chest to chest and feet to feet
The easy silence then was a sweet relief to this hush
Of ovens, aeroplanes and of distant car horns

A fire, a fire, you can only take what you can carry
A pulse, your pulse, it's the only thing I can remember
I break, you don't, I was always set to self-destruct though
The fire, the fire, it cracks and barks like primal music

I said I knew the beat 'cause it matched your own beat
It's become my engine, my own source of heat
The sea between us only amplifies the sound waves
Every hum and echo and crash paints my cave