Song | Tantrum Barb |
Artist | Animal Collective |
Album | ODDSAC |
There on the threshold below to the garden | |
In front of the rest of the city that ends at the | |
Banks of the river and stretches back to me and | |
Holds a square patch of backyard where | |
I’m looking at | |
Bunches of children, some fixed at their parents, | |
Take colorful strings draped cross branches of lemon and | |
Orange emit from the ends of it seem like | |
A galaxy cupped in a leafy red canopy (And I feel the breezes blow, pushing storms on my arms, I'm out on the tips of spires, you can stare into the sea) |
There on the threshold below to the garden | |
In front of the rest of the city that ends at the | |
Banks of the river and stretches back to me and | |
Holds a square patch of backyard where | |
I' m looking at | |
Bunches of children, some fixed at their parents, | |
Take colorful strings draped cross branches of lemon and | |
Orange emit from the ends of it seem like | |
A galaxy cupped in a leafy red canopy And I feel the breezes blow, pushing storms on my arms, I' m out on the tips of spires, you can stare into the sea |