Låttexter: Mountain Goats, The. Tallahassee.

Window facing an ill-kept front yard

Plums on the tree heavy with nectar

Prayers to summon the destroying angel

Moon stuttering in the sky like film stuck in a projector

And you

You



Twin prop airplanes passing loudly overhead

Road to the airport two lanes clear

Half the whole town gone for the summer

Terrible silence coming down here

And you

You



There is no deadline

There is no schedule

There is no plan we can fall back on

The road this far can't be retraced

There is no punch line anybody can tack on

There are loose ends by the score

What did I come down here for?

You

You