Montana Lyrics - The Year Of Hibernation - Youth Lagoon

You wore a hoodless sweatshirt on your bed that night 

With black leggings, I've never seen your face so white 

Your honesty was killing me 

The monsters in the room were all dancing to the music all around us 

A door is always open if it isn't closed 

And a plant is said to be dead if it doesn't grow 

I'll grow. I will grow 

There's a spirit in Montana and in your chest, a soul 

Oh what a soul 

I tried to be the middle-man between you and this list 

I couldn't move as the footsteps neared closer to me from the monsters that feed 

I swore that I wouldn't bleed. I won't bleed 

There's a spirit in Montana and in your chest, a note 

That rings like the bells of cathedrals rung by the village scapegoat 

As I walked slowly down your driveway to my car 

I looked back and turned into salt 

A pillar with a hat