Nocturne
Bradford Cox
[Verse 1]
I was in the pl– scented –otograph
Laying on the cold –d
And the boundary was spreading like disea–se
Like disea–e
And there were no boundaries left to cross
Only the space imagined from due discou–rse
I was in the bou-ndary
Abducted by border guards in the
Back country road
Back country road
[Verse 2]
Ba–nd
Oh, oh, there were no, no atmospheric devices
There were no co–ds out and the basement was so moldy and wet
Mildew spread like spiderwebs on these
Back, back, ba- –ountry road
[Instrumental Outro]