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In the Direction of the Moon (Album) - Wolf Parade

I am a wall of sand and stone

And you you're some kind of ivy

I'm trying to hold as best as I can

As best as I can

But I'm a disaster

I could not be burning faster

I stick my arms into webs

I take my meals with weirdos

And play with my rocket ships

And all the while you you

Are so composed

So composed

So composed

You are the most gracious thing I know

Touched by crooking flowers

Touched by snow

And I put my rockets away

I think you're fantastic

I'll put my rockets away

I know that you care

I'll put my rockets away

And you

I'll put my rockets away

Are a house of skin and hair

I've been running off of fumes again

I've been running off my mouth

I've been running in the hours

Between midnight and dawn

In the direction of the moon

With the impression that's the way

The way to find your house

So hey I will build your bastion

And hey how long can you

Put up with these questions

When you got nowhere to go except

Into the terrible air

And I put my rocket away

I think you're fantastic

I'll put my rocket away

I know that you care

I'll put my rockets away

And you

I'll put my rockets away

Are a house of skin and hair

Erring on the side of culture apparently past

Come down from the good rack crystal glass

'Cause I I'm a wall of sand and stone

And you your some kind of ivy

I'm trying to hold

As best as I can