Mountain Goats - Alpha incipiens

^Cthe morning comes to a stuttering halt the cool breeze that blows is somebodys fault ^Fthe summer heat tries to burn t^Chrough and i look over to warn you but ^Gsomethings h^Bbappening

^Cthe morning glories climb the wall and you speak in a slow drawl im tryi^Fng to piece together what youre saying ^Cbut the birds are screeching, the hounds are baying i d^Gon't remember there b^Bbeing any hounds around here

^Cwe lean back and we clink our glasses raise the drinks to our thirsty mouths, and thick as molasses ic^Fe cold vodka eases in as the ^Clow pressure system brings the breezes in and they s^Gashay and pirouette above you ^Fmthe only thing i know is that i love you and i'm h^Colding on,