Text: Mountain Goats (The). Sweden. Downtown Seoul.

there was a new song on the air.
I saw you coming across the square.
and a white bird broke the dark korean sky
as the rest of my life went by

I had your warm hand on my face.
I took your index finger in between my teeth,
and I held it gently in place.
it was resting lightly on my tongue in there.
I saw you shaking in the cold korean air.
[and] there but for the grace of the lord of song
I would be this very second and I'm coming right along.
you had your cardigan on.
I looked toward the sky and the white bird was gone.
I remember your eyelids.
I remember your body now