Lirieke: Mountain Goats, The. Noche Del Gaujolote.

The glowing world

The bench backed up against the house

The chicken coops

The darkness surrounding everything

It was late

and the night was moving slowly

And we lay down on the ground

Because the world was lonely



If you keep quiet it'll stay like this forever

If you'll just keep quiet it'll stay like this forever

I feel certain of it now



And all the birds were sleeping in their perches

A little wind swaying perches

And the North American wild turkey

That your father brought home

Woke up and came toward us

And the moonlight

And the turkey waking up

And the night air

And the moonlight on your skin

And the moonlight

And the turkey waking up

And the quiet yard

And the turkey and the moon

Unimaginable, unimaginable, unimaginable, unimaginable