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The Ground Walks, With Time In A Box Lyrics - Strangers To Ourselves - Modest Mouse

Open up a window 

All the air, all the air is falling out 

Eyes vacuum up light 

Sound gets trapped by the mouth 

What to do with the remainder 

When the dents, the dents get hammered out 

Then we'll travel through time 

 

The world's an inventor 

With its work crawling, running, squirming 'round 

Trees drop colorful fruits 

Directly into our mouths 

The world's an inventor 

We're the dirtiest thing it's thought about 

And we really don't mind 

 

We'll probably never get there 

Bring your sightseers, schoolteachers down 

It's a watercolor weekend 

All the trees are turning colors now 

We'll probably never get there 

Bring your candy taster time wasters around 

And we'll fuck with their minds 

 

The world composes 

With his shirttails wrinkled, hanging out 

Bang us together 

See what sort of sounds we make right now 

The world plays music 

Playing skin on teeth inside of the mouth 

What sort of sounds? 

What lovely sounds come about? 

 

We greased all the roads 

We're floating in the light 

We're gonna break these borders 

We're gonna move in time 

We greased all the roads 

We're floating in the light 

We're gonna break these borders 

We're gonna travel time 

 

We're gonna throw a party 

All the ghosts of trees are coming out 

Don't move in any direction 

Wait until the light's inside of the cloud 

You're gonna wanna see this 

Don't bring your camera around 

Watch sun and sawdust align 

 

We greased all the roads 

We're floating in the light 

We're gonna break these borders 

We're gonna pulse in time 

We greased all the roads 

We're floating in the light 

We're gonna break these borders 

We're gonna travel time 

 

Hold up a window 

All the air, all the air is falling out 

Eyes vacuum up light 

Sound gets trapped by the mouth 

Our predecessor left this box 

And something's clawing around 

I think it really wants out 

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