I. the Sun Songtext
von the Microphones

See me wave my handkerchief on the shore
See my arm raised high

See that ship sail off with its sails aloft
And see me dry my eyes
And see more salty tears flow as my house is blown wide
And see me watch the waves roll in from somewhere
See me squint my eyes
See me learn to live without my loved ones
See me scan the skies and see the flock of birds′ goodbye
And turn to go inside

But I feel you on my neck
You are a ball of fire!


See me reach up, see me touch my neck and see my fingers recoil
See the life come back into my body
See me living wide and see me look from side to side
And tiptoe in your light
See me look at you and lose my sight
And while my eyes burned I saw it
Oh, no!

He-here comes a black ship rising under red sail
See it fill the sky, see it billow up
See their gleaming eyes, and hear their scary trumpets

See me run in terror for the mountain
See me scramble high
And see me burned and blind and all hopeless and barren
See me sprawled out
See me crawl and whine
See me search for signs

And I see you, weird and high
You are a ball, you are a ball of fire!
You are a ball of fire!
You are a ball of fire!
You are a ball of fire!