Mountain Goats, The - Pale Green Things Lyrics




Got up before dawn
Went down to the racetrack
Riding with the windows down
Shortly after your first heart attack

You parked behind the paddock
Cracking asphalt underfoot
Coming up through the cracks
Pale green things, pale green things

We watched the horses run their workouts
You held your stopwatch in your left hand
And a racing form beneath your arm
Casting your gaze way out to no man's land

Sometimes I'll meet you out there
Lonely and frightened
Flicking my tongue out at the wet leaves
Pale green things, pale green things

My sister called at 3 AM
Just last December
She told me how you'd died at last, at last
And that morning at the racetrack was one thing I remembered

I turned it over in my mind
Like a living Chinese finger trap
Seaweed and Indiana saw grass
Pale green things, pale green things





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Mountain Goats, The Pale Green Things Comments
  1. girls poop too

    My dying mother in law just said she liked the color pale green and it reminded me of this song

  2. Carson Adair

    i lost my dad 2 years ago after a sudden heart attack, and this song really brings a sense of bittersweet peace. its the little things you remember about someone you love and lost.

  3. James Dipego

    This album got me through the worst end of a coke binge. All I feel listening now is freedom, and peace...

    Coti Miller

    Got through a lot with this album and i get that peace feeling now as well

    Green Eggs

    congrats man

  4. Linda Baron

    Exquisite

  5. susan goselin

    My favorite song from my favorite artist. Stunning and emotional.

  6. Nicole Butler

    This kicked me square in the chest. This album deserves so much love.

  7. Aliya Sztulman

    It's so beautiful. All of it.

  8. rosetigerlion

    Got up before dawn
    Went down to the racetrack
    Riding with the windows down
    Shortly after your first heart attack

    You parked behind the paddock
    Cracking asphalt underfoot
    Coming up through the cracks
    Pale green things, pale green things

    We watched the horses run their workouts
    You held your stopwatch in your left hand
    And a racing form beneath your arm
    Casting your gaze way out to no man's land

    Sometimes I'll meet you out there
    Lonely and frightened
    Flicking my tongue out at the wet leaves
    Pale green things, pale green things

    My sister called at 3 AM
    Just last December
    She told me how you'd died at last, at last
    And that morning at the racetrack was one thing I remembered

    I turned it over in my mind
    Like a living Chinese finger trap
    Seaweed and Indiana saw grass
    Pale green things, pale green things

  9. Landon Moyle

    perfect end to an album