made me a shadow in the shape of wonder

Things I love in this song:
Holy Ghost! plus MGMT what a combo!
astronomy themes
guitar at like 3:20
pretty much everything



Of Moons Birds and Monsters (Holy Ghost! remix) - MGMT


Even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark
The prick of a feather could make the kingdom burn and the bloodshed start
The falling apart

Why'd you cut holes in the face of the moon base?
Don't you know about the temperature change in the cold black shadow?
Are you mad at your walls or hoping that an unknown force can repair things for you?
Pardon all the time that you've thrown into your pale gray garden
If the ship will never come, you've got to move along

, originally uploaded by petite.nordique.

Even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark
The prick of a feather could make the kingdom burn and the bloodshed start
The falling apart
Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder, the waves of black
If she's going under I can hold my breath till the sky comes back
Even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark
The prick of a feather could make the kingdom burn and the bloodshed start
The falling apart
Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder, the waves of black
If she's going under I can hold my breath till the sky comes back
Or drown like a rat
The falling apart
The falling apart
The falling apart
The falling apart
The falling apart
The falling apart

Overview 42, originally uploaded by Danny Dutch.

It will inspire on the burning pyre
Half the distance
Half the motion
It will inspire on the burning pyre
It's easy as the ocean

Even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark
The prick of a feather could make the kingdom burn and the bloodshed start
The falling apart
Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder, the waves of black
If she's going under I can hold my breath till the sky comes back
Even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark
The prick of a feather could make the kingdom burn and the bloodshed start
The falling apart
Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder, the waves of black
If she's going under I can hold my breath till the sky comes back
Or drown like a rat
Even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark
The prick of a feather could make the kingdom burn and the bloodshed start
The falling apart
The falling apart
The falling apart
The falling apart
The falling apart
The falling apart
The falling apart
The falling apart
The falling apart

, originally uploaded by holding tomorrow.