Phantom Island

King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard

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I just woke up from a dream
I was in a place I'd never been and never seen
So I packed up my horse
Everything seemed sweet
Found the closest speakeasy and ordered us a drink
Fuck, I never thought I'd lose my mind
I s'ppose sanity is easy to lose and hard to find
Hey and can you hear that tintinnabulation?
Are all the bats in the belfry again?

A land-borne illusion breaks the ocean surface
Is this mental confusion or have I finally found my purpose?
Coconut congas playing in time with the waltz of a tortoise
A symphony of delusion as my thoughts finally realize their purpose
I hope this place is here in the morning
Or I'll be floating back to the land with the water bloated corpses
Their palm trees looking at me funny with a sideways belligerence
A symphony of delusion as my thoughts realize their ignorance

Paranoia's on the growth
Is that laughter or a crow?
Every rustle in the trees a potential snare
Close my eyes and block my ears
Cut the cord and let me hear

Phantom (phantom)
Island (island)
Phantom (phantom)
Island (island)
Woo!

Am I chasin' shadows?
Reality superimposed
There are footprints in the sand
Hear the crackle of dry leaves
Every wave that breaks too close
Every whisper on the breeze
Every shape inside a cloud
Every star that's out of place
Everything that I believe
Throw it all into the sea and be free

Sixteen horses galloping
Twelve long years of graft and grappling
The pull by this horse
I can feel it in my loins
The crippling Moon-washed cycle
The lapping rip, the rising flood
The flip of the coin
It's another turning point

Phantom island, insane asylum
Phantom island, insane asylum
I'm the doe, the cat, the dog
The layman one true God

Let your bygones be bygones
Bow down to said
The long lagoon of rhythmic grooves
Bound and stampede running through the

[Chorus: Ambrose kenny-smith]
Phantom island, insane asylum
Phantom island, insane asylum
Phantom island, insane asylum
Chantin' sirens ringing clear

The palm trees, heads are bangin'
Stuck inside of mental seas
God, it's me, the sharp cliff hanging
We must retreat back to sea