onemountaingoatssongaday:

Night Light 

Room full of ambitious young policemen
Everybody trying to make his mark
I was a red dot blinking on a screen up overhead
And then the room went dark
Dream of maybe waking up someday
And wanting you less than I do
This is a dream though
It’s never gonna come true

Plug a night light in
Leave the porch light on
Because the small dark corners are establishing a colony
Live like an outlaw
Clutching gold coins in his claw

Can’t ever set aside the sweetness
Of the days before the crews put up the border
Fields full of wet rain
Cling tight to their memory forever
Think about Montana when I close my eyes
Possibly Jenny’s headed east
Count a couple of stray hopes out loud
May their numbers one day be increased

Plug a night light in
Leave the porch light on
Because the small dark corners breathe like heavy animals
Live like an outlaw
Clutching gold coins in his claw

from Transcendental Youth (2012)

“This song is about the sort of paranoid state you get into if you sit around contemplating the wrong thing for too long, which is sort of how I came to look at my own past, like, you have to be a careful steward of your brain and your thoughts, because no one else can help you out with them.“ 

– 2012-06-27 – Swedish American Hall – San Francisco, CA