The Mountain Goats - In Corolla download song

Song Lyrics

I tried to summon up a little prayer as i went under, the salt air like a broadcast from the distant The, and it was cool
all that water rushing in
waved once at the highway and then left all that behind me
I tried to summon up a little prayer as i went under, there wasn t anybody gonna know The, it was the best that i could do
The day i turned my back on all you people, the last time that i turned my back on you, the reeds all pricking at my skin

I let my head sink down beneath the brackish water, i let my head sink down beneath the brackish water, the last time that i turned my back on you
I tried to summon up a little prayer as i went under, the reeds all pricking at my skin
It was the best that i could do, saw a pelican fly past
i went wading through the grass
And it was quiet, i went down to the warm Mountain, i felt an itching in my thumbs

All that water rushing in, i felt an itching in my thumbs The, even though i leave a trail of burnt things in my wake
It was the best that i could do, i tried to summon up a little prayer as i went under The, waved once at the highway and then left all that behind me
let them all fare better than your servant
the day i turned my back on all you people
The sun was sinking into the atlantic, i went wading through the grass

Saw a pelican fly past, the sun was sinking into the atlantic
the last time that i turned my back on you
I let my head sink down beneath the brackish water, even though i leave a trail of burnt things in my wake Corolla, all that water rushing in
the reeds all pricking at my skin
the day i turned my back on all you people

The day i turned my back on all you people, every single place i go Goats, the salt air like a broadcast from the distant
I let my head sink down beneath the brackish water, it was the best that i could do, every single place i go
When my transformation comes, i went down to the warm
The day i turned my back on all you people, the salt air like a broadcast from the distant, the salt air like a broadcast from the distant
even though i leave a trail of burnt things in my wake

I tried to summon up a little prayer as i went under, the last time that i turned my back on you
The sun was sinking into the atlantic, even though i leave a trail of burnt things in my wake, when my transformation comes
and no one was gonna come and get me
and no one was gonna come and get me
i went wading through the grass

Saw a pelican fly past, the last time that i turned my back on you
And it was cool, all that water rushing in Goats, and no one was gonna come and get me
In the humid marsh down there, in the humid marsh down there
the sun was sinking into the atlantic
I felt an itching in my thumbs, even though i leave a trail of burnt things in my wake Goats, saw a pelican fly past

All that water rushing in, the last time that i turned my back on you
I let my head sink down beneath the brackish water, every single place i go, i tried to summon up a little prayer as i went under
i felt an itching in my thumbs
I felt an itching in my thumbs, and it was cool Corolla, the salt air like a broadcast from the distant
I went wading through the grass, it was the best that i could do Corolla, even though i leave a trail of burnt things in my wake

and it was cool
In the humid marsh down there, the last time that i turned my back on you
here s hoping they have better luck than i had down here with you
i went wading through the grass
It was the best that i could do, the day i turned my back on all you people

The reeds all pricking at my skin, all that water rushing in In, saw a pelican fly past
Saw a pelican fly past, i went down to the warm
i went wading through the grass
Even though i leave a trail of burnt things in my wake, i went down to the warm Corolla, felt it gumming up my hair
i went down to the warm

it was the best that i could do
the day i turned my back on all you people
the day i turned my back on all you people
Let them all fare better than your servant, the day i turned my back on all you people
There wasn t anybody gonna know, the salt air like a broadcast from the distant

i went wading through the grass