Song | Virgilian Lots |
Artist | Of Montreal |
Album | Aureate Gloom |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[ti:Virgilian Lots] | |
[ar:Of Montreal] | |
[al:Aureate Gloom] | |
[00:04.03] | |
[00:13.83] | The pigs are taking shots |
[00:15.99] | |
[00:17.31] | At the mourners on the hill |
[00:20.67] | |
[00:21.97] | I'm truly not neutral but I lost all direction |
[00:27.57] | |
[00:28.87] | Day I woke ready to blow the bridge |
[00:33.05] | For finding you hand over your mouth |
[00:35.86] | |
[00:37.15] | So instead I burned my own village down |
[00:40.68] | |
[00:41.56] | I'm grieving for you my love |
[00:47.89] | |
[00:49.99] | And I don't understand what's going on |
[00:53.24] | |
[01:07.53] | Just as the twin volcanoes of Cuauhnāhuac |
[01:11.04] | We were once stable |
[01:13.45] | |
[01:15.80] | So sad I must bury every thought |
[01:18.78] | Of you before it shows its teeth |
[01:22.12] | |
[01:22.95] | Now I amuse myself |
[01:25.67] | With the tobeyes form of Virgilian Lots |
[01:29.64] | |
[01:30.93] | Like your neo-feminist divinations |
[01:34.69] | |
[01:35.69] | I'm grieving for you my love |
[01:42.05] | |
[01:44.00] | And I don't understand what's going on |
[01:47.25] | |
[01:57.43] | Our memories once almost sacred |
[02:00.56] | Are embarrassments to me now |
[02:03.46] | |
[02:04.59] | Of the three things I find most shocking |
[02:07.97] | The first is how trivial you are |
[02:11.65] | |
[02:14.77] | The second is my depth of feeling; third |
[02:18.76] | The purity of our collapse |
[02:21.06] | I'm grieving for you my love |
[02:27.24] | |
[02:29.23] | And I don't understand what's going on |
ti: Virgilian Lots | |
ar: Of Montreal | |
al: Aureate Gloom | |
[00:04.03] | |
[00:13.83] | The pigs are taking shots |
[00:15.99] | |
[00:17.31] | At the mourners on the hill |
[00:20.67] | |
[00:21.97] | I' m truly not neutral but I lost all direction |
[00:27.57] | |
[00:28.87] | Day I woke ready to blow the bridge |
[00:33.05] | For finding you hand over your mouth |
[00:35.86] | |
[00:37.15] | So instead I burned my own village down |
[00:40.68] | |
[00:41.56] | I' m grieving for you my love |
[00:47.89] | |
[00:49.99] | And I don' t understand what' s going on |
[00:53.24] | |
[01:07.53] | Just as the twin volcanoes of Cuauhna huac |
[01:11.04] | We were once stable |
[01:13.45] | |
[01:15.80] | So sad I must bury every thought |
[01:18.78] | Of you before it shows its teeth |
[01:22.12] | |
[01:22.95] | Now I amuse myself |
[01:25.67] | With the tobeyes form of Virgilian Lots |
[01:29.64] | |
[01:30.93] | Like your neofeminist divinations |
[01:34.69] | |
[01:35.69] | I' m grieving for you my love |
[01:42.05] | |
[01:44.00] | And I don' t understand what' s going on |
[01:47.25] | |
[01:57.43] | Our memories once almost sacred |
[02:00.56] | Are embarrassments to me now |
[02:03.46] | |
[02:04.59] | Of the three things I find most shocking |
[02:07.97] | The first is how trivial you are |
[02:11.65] | |
[02:14.77] | The second is my depth of feeling third |
[02:18.76] | The purity of our collapse |
[02:21.06] | I' m grieving for you my love |
[02:27.24] | |
[02:29.23] | And I don' t understand what' s going on |
ti: Virgilian Lots | |
ar: Of Montreal | |
al: Aureate Gloom | |
[00:04.03] | |
[00:13.83] | The pigs are taking shots |
[00:15.99] | |
[00:17.31] | At the mourners on the hill |
[00:20.67] | |
[00:21.97] | I' m truly not neutral but I lost all direction |
[00:27.57] | |
[00:28.87] | Day I woke ready to blow the bridge |
[00:33.05] | For finding you hand over your mouth |
[00:35.86] | |
[00:37.15] | So instead I burned my own village down |
[00:40.68] | |
[00:41.56] | I' m grieving for you my love |
[00:47.89] | |
[00:49.99] | And I don' t understand what' s going on |
[00:53.24] | |
[01:07.53] | Just as the twin volcanoes of Cuauhnā huac |
[01:11.04] | We were once stable |
[01:13.45] | |
[01:15.80] | So sad I must bury every thought |
[01:18.78] | Of you before it shows its teeth |
[01:22.12] | |
[01:22.95] | Now I amuse myself |
[01:25.67] | With the tobeyes form of Virgilian Lots |
[01:29.64] | |
[01:30.93] | Like your neofeminist divinations |
[01:34.69] | |
[01:35.69] | I' m grieving for you my love |
[01:42.05] | |
[01:44.00] | And I don' t understand what' s going on |
[01:47.25] | |
[01:57.43] | Our memories once almost sacred |
[02:00.56] | Are embarrassments to me now |
[02:03.46] | |
[02:04.59] | Of the three things I find most shocking |
[02:07.97] | The first is how trivial you are |
[02:11.65] | |
[02:14.77] | The second is my depth of feeling third |
[02:18.76] | The purity of our collapse |
[02:21.06] | I' m grieving for you my love |
[02:27.24] | |
[02:29.23] | And I don' t understand what' s going on |