Tekster:
Mountain Goats The Beautiful Rat Sunset

i hung pictures of you from every lamp post in town as the humidity climbed into numbers i don't care to repeat the air was heavy and the sky was alive

the water's real cool and the water's real sweet here's hoping that no points repeat because i bet against the chances that you'd ever be mine laid everything

i opened up the window and the cold air came in. and i saw a bird on a branch outside that i had never seen before. he looked a robin, but it had an

sometimes you're a starling sometimes you're a kite you're a hyena from early to mid afternoon you're a stray dog at night it's the most amazing thing