In the Direction of the Moon - Wolf Parade

Am a wall of sand and stone

And you

You’re some kind of ivy

I’m trying to hold

As best as I can

As best as I can

But I’m a disaster

I could not be burning faster

I stick my arms into webs

I take my meals with weirdos

And play with my rocket ships

And all the while you

You

Are so composed

So composed

So composed

You are the most gracious thing I know

Touched by licking fires

Touched by snow

And I (I'll put my rockets away)

I think your fantastic

And I (I'll put my rockets away)

I know that you care

I’ll put my rockets away

If you (I'll put my rockets away)

Are a house of skin and air

I’ve been running off of fumes again

I’ve been running off my mouth

I’ve been running in the hours

Between midnight and dawn

In the direction of the moon

With the impression that’s the way

The way to find your house

So hey

I will build your bastion

And hey

How long

Can you put up with these questions?

When you’ve got

Nowhere to go

Except into the terrible air

And I (I'll put my rockets away)

I think you’re fantastic

And I (I'll put my rockets away)

I know that you care

I’ll put my rockets away

If you (I'll put my rockets away)

Are a house of skin and

Erring on the side of caution

Apparently has

Come down from the rim of that crystal glass

Cause I

I’m a wall of sand and stone

And you

You’re some kind of ivy

I’m trying to hold

As best as I can