Lyrics Moves - The New Pornographers

Moves

I believe
You’ve had some-
thing that’s mine
All this time
So to sing along, cry
Fork it over
I live among
The alarms
Where I trip
Where they sing
So to sing along, cry
Hey, come over
Uh Uh — Uh Uh — Uh Oh-
Up the hill
Goes the type-
writered beat
Of my step
So to sing along, cry
Undiscover
And all the years
At quarter speed
Haloed and
Trembling clean
So to sing along, cry
Turning over
Uh Uh — Uh Uh — Uh Oh-
Slo-o-o-ow do-o-o-own la-a-a-a-die-e-e-es
Slo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ow do-o-o-o-o-o-o-own
These things get louder
These things get louder
The lava alarms
And your true
Villain love
Are kept at bay
So to sing along, cry
Like you wrote it Will the beams
Be broke and crossed
Motion sensed
It’s all heat
So to sing along, cry
It’s not over
Uh Uh — Uh Uh — Uh Oh-
Slo-o-o-ow do-o-o-own la-a-a-a-die-e-e-es
Slo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ow do-o-o-o-o-o-o-own
These things get louder
These things get louder
So to sing along, cry
So to sing along, cry
You with all your moves
You with all your moves
You with all your moves
You with all your moves