Sunken Treasure (Live)

There's rows and rows of houses with windows painted blue With the light from a TV running parallel to you But there is no sunken treasure rumored to be Wrapped inside my ribs in a sea black with ink I am so out of tune with you, I am so out of tune with you If I had a mountain, I'd try to fold it over If I had a boat, you know I'd probably roll over And I leave it on the shore, I'd leave it for somebody Surely there's somebody who needs it more than me I am so out of tune with you, I am so out of tune with you All the leaves will burn and autumn fires then return All the fires we burn, all will return Music is my savior and I was maimed by rock and roll I was maimed by rock and roll I was tamed by rock and roll I got my name from rock and roll