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minus-squarePolPotPie [he/him]@hexbear.netlinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up4·1 year agothought i’d heard just about every old mountain goats song. i should have known better. Related - The Mountain Goats - Ontario lyrics spoiler “Ontario” I know what my weaknesses are Probably better than you do Revolutionary Chinese propaganda The color of blue I thought I knew what my weaknesses were anyway And then the orange tree blossomed last Saturday And there was nothing in it but pain for me I know what can hurt me real bad And what can’t hurt me anymore I know how to rise up with the sun And I am learning what sleep’s good for I thought I’d figured out the world in its circular way Then I saw the sun fall out of the sky the other day There was nothing in it but pain for me Squirrels climbing trees in bloom Soft yellow light spilling into the room My favorite records My favorite books The people I loved The people I almost loved Light beckoning, wind whistling Hey hey, hey hey Daybreak, river rolling Hey, hey La la la la
thought i’d heard just about every old mountain goats song. i should have known better.
Related - The Mountain Goats - Ontario
lyrics
spoiler
“Ontario”
I know what my weaknesses are Probably better than you do Revolutionary Chinese propaganda The color of blue
I thought I knew what my weaknesses were anyway And then the orange tree blossomed last Saturday And there was nothing in it but pain for me
I know what can hurt me real bad And what can’t hurt me anymore I know how to rise up with the sun And I am learning what sleep’s good for
I thought I’d figured out the world in its circular way Then I saw the sun fall out of the sky the other day There was nothing in it but pain for me
Squirrels climbing trees in bloom Soft yellow light spilling into the room My favorite records My favorite books
The people I loved The people I almost loved Light beckoning, wind whistling Hey hey, hey hey
Daybreak, river rolling Hey, hey La la la la