Tekstovi: Mountain Goats, The. Maize Stalk Drinking Blood.

lying in the hot sun today

watching the clouds run away

thought a little while about you

the sky was a petrifying blue

and while the geese flew past

for no reason at all

i let the sky fall

this is an empty country, and i am the king

and i should not be allowed to touch anything



i picked myself up off the ground

shook the grass from my hair and i

walked around

felt the warm sun in my eye

strangers were passing by

i shinnied up the black walnut tree

let the hard blue sky fall right through me

and i saw the sad young cardinals, trying to sing

and i should not be allowed to touch anything