[Verse 1]
We get to be a ripple in the water
We get to be a rock that’s thrown
We get to be a boy on the bridge
Standing over the reservoir
[Verse 2]
I see the water lap along the shoreline
The buried forest of a man-made lake
The cemeteries are laying underneath it
Your heart like a dam when it breaks
[Chorus]
We are floating, we are swimming
And in this moment we are forgetting
What it costs, what it takes
For one perfect world
When we look the other way
[Verse 3]
I’m okay if I don’t look a little closer
(I am driving with the tank full)
I’m okay if I don’t see beyond the shore
(The sun is blistering the black top road)
I’m okay if I don’t have to do the killing
(We are talking, cellular and mobile)
Or know what the killing is for
(As if it’s some kind of cure for this world of woe)
[Chorus]
We are talking, we are driving
And in this moment we are denying
What it costs, what it takes
For one perfect world
When we look the other way
[Post-Chorus]
It’s one (Perfect world) perfect world (Perfect world)
When we look the other way
It’s one (Perfect world) perfect world (Perfect world)
When we look the other way
It’s one (Perfect world) perfect world (Yeah)
[Verse 4]
If you can’t see beyond the myth of isolation
And the miracle of daybreak doesn’t move you anymore
Connect the points and see the constellations
As the night comes down on the reservoir
[Chorus]
We are swimming, we are floating
And in this moment we are beholden
To what it costs, to what it takes
For one perfect world
Can we learn to live another way?
[Post-Chorus]
It’s one (Perfect world) perfect world (Perfect world)
Can we learn to live another way?
It’s one (Perfect world) perfect world (Perfect world)
Can we learn to live another way?
It’s one (Perfect world) perfect world
It's one perfect world
[Outro]
We get to be a ripple in the water
Perfect World was written by Amy Ray.
Perfect World was produced by Peter Collins.
Amy Ray talks about this song in an interview with MountainXpress
“Perfect World,” the album’s first single, is a classic-rock-inspired tune written by Ray about the manmade lakes she swam in as a young girl in Georgia.
“I grew up swimming every weekend in one of those lakes … riding nude with my...