Mountain Goats, The - Dinu Lapatti's Bones Lyrics




We stank of hair dye and ammonia
We sealed ourselves away from view
You were looking at the void and seldom blinking
The best that I could do was to train my eyes on you

We scaled the hidden hills beneath the surface
Scraped our fingers bloody on the stones
And built a little house that we could live in
Out of Dinu Lipatti's bones

We kept our friends at bay all summer long
Treated the days as though they'd kill us if they could
Wringing out the hours like blood-drenched bedsheets
To keep wintertime at bay, but December showed up anyway

There was no money; it was money that you wanted
I went downtown, sold off most of what I owned
And we raised a tower to broadcast all our dark dreams
From Dinu Lipatti's bones





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  1. Zaid Khan

    We stank of hair dye and ammonia
    We sealed ourselves away from view
    You were looking at the void and seldom blinking
    The best that I could do
    Was to train my eyes on you
    We scaled the hidden hills beneath the surface
    Scraped our fingers bloody on the stones
    And built a little house that we could live in
    Out of Dinu Lipatti's bones


    We kept our friends at bay all summer long
    Treated the days as though they'd kill us if they could
    Wringing out the hours like blood-drenched bedsheets
    To keep wintertime at bay
    But December showed up anyway
    There was no money, it was money that you wanted
    I went downtown, sold off most of what I owned
    And we raised a tower to broadcast all our dark dreams
    From Dinu Lipatti's bones

  2. Wolf Cub

    We stank of hair dye and ammonia
    We sealed ourselves away from view
    You were looking at the void and seldom blinking
    The best that I could do was to train my eyes on you
    We scaled the hidden hills beneath the surface
    Scraped our fingers bloody on the stones
    And built a little house that we could live in
    Out of Dinu Lipatti's bones
    We kept our friends at bay all summer long
    Treated the days as if they'd kill us if they could
    Wringing out the hours like blood-drenched bedsheets
    To keep wintertime at bay, but December showed up anyway
    There was no money; it was money that you wanted
    I went downtown, sold off most of what I owned
    And we raised a tower to broadcast all our dark dreams
    From Dinu Lipatti's bones

  3. Trevor

    "songs that make u lie face down in the mud"

  4. Leander Johnson

    Isaac Woodbury-High brought me here

  5. Skye Holloway

    "But December showed up anyway..." Honestly, what a metaphor for life. I love John Darnielle.

  6. Chris Brannen

    this whole album is like a manic depressive acid trip. I haven't quite decided if that's a bad thing.