I’m gonna get myself in fighting trim Scope out every angle of unfair advantage I’m gonna bribe the officials I’m gonna kill all the judges It’s gonna take you people years To recover from all of the damage
Our mother has been absent Ever since we founded Rome But there’s gonna be a party when the wolf comes home
mountain goats emotions:
– mad at your dad in a car
– mad at your partner but not going to talk about it
– general defiant rage against the entire world
– content, but dreading when you won’t be
– paralyzing self hatred
– Bad but can’t really elaborate on it
Cold northern wind And your young arm Against my face Soft and warm There will always be an Ireland There will always be an Ireland
Silent hour Worthless words View of some foreign city from the high window Strange black birds There will always be an Ireland There will always be an Ireland
What we did The things we said Your hand resting On my head There will always be an Ireland There will always be an Ireland There will always be an Ireland There will always be an Ireland
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.“