Text: Animal Collective. Merriweather Post Pavilion. Lion In A Coma.
When all this mess will get me down we'll depart from Chinatown
Weaving in and out of line the sidewalk's full of merchandise
My nervous tick has got to quit my cheeks are chewed down to the bit
Up on the roof they're still around the hustling crowds still reach down
I go up there and light a leaf and wish our turn was next week
All pared off in a summer month that's back inside a haunted house
I pack my bags and feel the family is cried by millions
Empty and bad we're forced to think
Come dig me out my lucid brain
This wilderness up in my head
This wilderness up in my head
This wilderness needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom
Is there no reason it can't be the way it was musically?
My three best friends so casually just letting go so joyfully
If I let my work get tired, if I let my spirit cry out
Always be that fear battle is it just tryin to divide?
It makes me think my purest dreams are not what they're supposed to be
I trick myself when it is hard I've got to keep up, oh my god
And hope that I will not be wrong and keep my faith in sound and song
I'm blooming but my roots remind me not to leave them back in time.
This wilderness up in my head
This wilderness up in my head
This wilderness needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom
Lion in a coma
Lying in a coma
Sometimes the sun will shine
Yes I am just feeling fine
Sometimes I'm not aware
Where I am or what I care
Sometimes I'm well to do
But I don't know what to do
Sometimes I don't agree
With my thoughts on being free
Please don't leave me
Things that feel good
I've been lucky
Trying to feel good
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to smell the fine aroma
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to run but cannot roam, a
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to use his aching bones, a
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Don't keep the lion in a coma
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to smell the fine aroma
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to use his aching bones, a
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to run again at home, a
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Don't keep lying in a coma.
Weaving in and out of line the sidewalk's full of merchandise
My nervous tick has got to quit my cheeks are chewed down to the bit
Up on the roof they're still around the hustling crowds still reach down
I go up there and light a leaf and wish our turn was next week
All pared off in a summer month that's back inside a haunted house
I pack my bags and feel the family is cried by millions
Empty and bad we're forced to think
Come dig me out my lucid brain
This wilderness up in my head
This wilderness up in my head
This wilderness needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom
Is there no reason it can't be the way it was musically?
My three best friends so casually just letting go so joyfully
If I let my work get tired, if I let my spirit cry out
Always be that fear battle is it just tryin to divide?
It makes me think my purest dreams are not what they're supposed to be
I trick myself when it is hard I've got to keep up, oh my god
And hope that I will not be wrong and keep my faith in sound and song
I'm blooming but my roots remind me not to leave them back in time.
This wilderness up in my head
This wilderness up in my head
This wilderness needs to get right out of my clothes and get into my bedroom
Lion in a coma
Lying in a coma
Sometimes the sun will shine
Yes I am just feeling fine
Sometimes I'm not aware
Where I am or what I care
Sometimes I'm well to do
But I don't know what to do
Sometimes I don't agree
With my thoughts on being free
Please don't leave me
Things that feel good
I've been lucky
Trying to feel good
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to smell the fine aroma
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to run but cannot roam, a
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to use his aching bones, a
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Don't keep the lion in a coma
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to smell the fine aroma
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to use his aching bones, a
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Who wants to run again at home, a
Lion in a coma, lion in a coma
Don't keep lying in a coma.
Merriweather Post Pavilion