Lyrics Of Moons, Birds & Monsters - MGMT

Of Moons, Birds & Monsters

Even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark
The prick of a feather could make a kingdom burn and the bloodshed start
The falling apart
Why’d you cut holes in the face of the moon base?
Don’t you know about the temperature change
In the cold black shadow?
Are you mad at your walls
Or hoping that an unknown force can repair things for you?
Pardon all the time that you’ve thrown into your pale grey garden?
If the ship will never come you’ve got to move along
Even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark
The prick of a feather could make a kingdom burn and the bloodshed start
The falling apart
Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder
The waves of black
If she’s going under I can hold my breath till the sky comes back
Even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark
The prick of a feather could make a kingdom burn and the bloodshed start
The falling apart
Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder
The waves of black
If she’s going under I can hold my breath till the sky comes back
Or drown like a rat
The falling apart
The falling apart
The falling apart
It will inspire on the burning pyre
Half the distance
Half the motion
It will inspire on the burning pyre
Half the distance
Half the motion
It’s easy as the ocean
Even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark
The prick of a feather could make a kingdom burn and the bloodshed start
The falling apart
Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder
The waves of black
If she’s going under I can hold my breath till the sky comes back
Or drown like a rat
The falling apart
The falling apart
The falling apart