P.S.

March 27th, 2008

The song Papagallo. By The Mountain Goats. It’s on the album Ghana, just in case you were wondering.

It’s totally amazing. Just so you know. You should find it, wherever you can, and listen to it immediately.

You were standing near the water, when the wind ripped through
Heard your throat open up like a champagne bottle
I heard the one perfect song pouring out of you
There was a darkening sky reflected on the river
There was no way of determining where we were

Low hills, colours gone crazy
You standing like a ghost with the water behind you
It’s hard to grab ahold of some things sometimes
Like you need me to remind you

You were standing near the water
And I was looking at the water
Then you went down in the water
And the river began to boil
There was a minute when I thought I knew what you were about
And then you opened up your eyes and the Lord came out

Low hills, colours gone crazy
You rising from the water like a bird
You had a pure song possessing you from shoulder to hip
And I recognized every single word


One Response to “P.S.”

  1. 50 on March 28, 2008 1:40 pm

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