Watchdog Water Dragons Songtext / Lyric

With continuous seas

My words form leaves in distiguous trees

And they fall down in slow motion

Down past old Kent and the white chapel



All the way to park slings and fairs in May

I dare to say

Some even nudge up against your nephews left shoe

I watch him fetch to



It whispers and sketches of blue trees with green sheep

Now who believes dreams speak

What seems bleak becomes noticeable

It gleams deep so we can cope with the dope

And these are my watchdog water dragons



And I guess that I'm just a jar, drifting by the tide

And I hope a star will lift my to reside

In the hands of a single soul that can relate

To these crawling my fingers cold

Still can make by the force






The drives clog to my clock work

Relax my way through the fog and the hot dirt

In your youth, you're just blowing in the wind

And ya see the truth and they throw you in the spin



Of vicious cycle that won't clean the stain

And I think it's vital, I don't seem the same

When I look in the mirror, see long hall down

When I'm stumbling, crumbling, it all falls down



Like do ya feel the rhythm in life

Will ya still believe in the lie?

Will ya kneel and listen to yourself

The only person that can peel the prison walls away

They all fall to dust and y'all say



We can call it trust but if we call it trust

Then all of us can get down together and live tall and just

'Cause I never plucked an eyelash, I only wish they goodbye

I said I never plucked an eyelash, I only wish this could fly



Into book, poems, stars bloom and movies

Theme parks, seen the cartoons and Scooby

It sooths me, it's all the same, don't confuse it

Boards and video games create the music, just use it



Trilgen, thank you very much

And aware that you're building a sanctuary of

(Whoa, whoa)

'Cause reality creates the sadness

We rely on these things to escape the madness



And my two windows, I can tell by yours stare

A calming ground, I said we're both aware

My first TV murder, the nineteen many poor

And open to a closet of 1984



But when I wrote something lovely with my ink

I stopped being Humpty Dumpty on the brink

Of loosing my balance, I found, shit, there was a point, man

The feeling I get when I'm alone but we join hands



Tell it all but I'm bound by a necklace

I dunno but I get a little restless

And if I don't make it the end of the road

I don't even know the weight that I will unload



Wish I could relapse another time

Turn back the tap discovered rhymes

Back and forth and forth and back

Yo, pull me in but that cord went slack



Me in my room writing rhymes

To listen when you barbeque outside

Or indoors, jam packed in the club

Going 60 in your car, you can feel it in your blood



Me in my room writing rhymes

To listen when you barbecue outside

Or indoors, jam packed in the club

Going 60 in your car, you can feel it in your blood



You can feel it in your blood

You can feel it in your blood



Let's build a world of our own, so start to gather rocks

The shire's known chatter box

To build a home for un-fathered kids

And guide the population 'cross the Harbor Bridge



The harvest is controlling, my watchdog water dragons

I'll never stop writing, that's just a great author's passion

To write a million book and not look back at one of them

And to notice when the children look

There's something that the buildings took



From their natural purpose and in a state like this

I can never be nervous, this is my house, my crib

My kingdom, where the floorboards creek and the kids keep singing

We live each season just to give beats reason



Step into my house, all kids, leave dreaming

Vanilla sky walking with a halo and some cannabis

My T shirt reads 'Minority's a Management'

And yeah that's right, I'll glide through this habitat

Glide, young poet, fly, bring the magic back



'Cause nest is home, home is nest

I wanna rest my gnome, I wanna hold your breast

And if the world would give me a chance

Then I could ride on by and fly this like a kite in the sky



See this matchstick, signifies my love

It won't burn out, it'll only rise above

What a view from here, we survived the flood

Too many blind and deaf to hear the cries of doves anymore



'Cause the parchment crushed by the buildings

And the view has been replaced by a ceiling

Plus the car park was a paradise underneath

The ground won't be free to breathe



So I ride on a dragon and my pouch is a tiger

To stop the towns flooding and house is on fire

But no, that's not true realities

A bitch stuck in the category where the celery is shit



So capture my love whenever you feel it

They says that's just muck, he doesn't have feelings

Well I do and it's true, I cover the canvas

Me in strawberry fields looking for answers



All I wanted was a mansion for my mother

Fat houses all around the world for my brothers

Flowers in the pavement, a world that sings

Studios in every basement and girls with wings



Me in my room writing rhymes

To listen when you barbecue outside

Or indoors, jam packed in the club

Going 60 in your car, you can feel it in your blood



Me in my room writing rhymes

To listen when you barbecue outside

Or indoors, jam packed in the club

Going 60 in your car, you can feel it in your blood



Me in my room writing rhymes

To listen when you barbecue outside

Or indoors, jam packed in the club

Going 60 in your car, you can feel it in your blood



Me in my room writing rhymes

To listen when you barbecue outside

Or indoors, jam packed in the club

Going 60 in your car, you can feel it in your blood