The National - Hey Rosey

I'm your angel when it rains here

Heaven picks the place

I'm a child in that way, dear

Please do it again

Hey Rosey, I think I know just what the feeling is

I was hoping you wouldn't see me like this

I hate to fall before your feet again

I'm the rocks they weigh down the angels with

Help me see it won't always be like this

Hey Rosey, I think I know just what the feeling is

Hey Rosey, I think I know just what the feeling is

You said you got to let me escape myself

You said I don't know how not to want something else

If I held your hand again, would you be here down on your knees like this?

Hey Rosey, I think I know just what the feeling is

Hey Rosey, I think I know just what the feeling is

I will love you like there's razors in it

And she'll love you like a radiant flame

There's never really any safety in it

(Please do it again)

There's never really any safety in it

Hey Rosey, I think I know just what the feeling is

Hey Rosey, I think I know just what the feeling is

The National - Where Is Her Head

Is she outside?

Is she looking out?

Is she standing up?

Where are her hands?

Where are her eyes?

Where are her feet?

Where is her head?

Is she outside?

Is she looking out?

Is she standing up?

Where are her hands?

Where are her eyes?

Where is her head?

Is she looking out?

Is she standing up?

Where are her hands?

Where are her eyes?

Where are her feet?

Where is her head?

Is she outside?

Is she looking out?

Is she standing up?

Where are her hands?

Where are her eyes?

Where is her head?

What is she thinking?

Is she sleeping?

What did she say?

Is she looking out?

Is she standing up?

Where are her hands?

Where are her eyes?

Where is her head?

Is she looking out?

Is she sleeping?

I think I’m hittin' a wall

I hate loving you as much as I do, I think I'm runnin' away, I

Feel the dark storm you bring, I can't take another day

I think I'm hittin' a wall, I think I'm hittin' a wall

(Is she outside?)

I hate my looks, I hate 'em all

(Is she looking out?)

I think I'm runnin' away

(Is she standing up?)

The storm you bring, can't take another day

(Where are her hands?)

I think I'm hittin' a wall, I think I'm hittin' a wall

(Where are her eyes?

Where are her feet?)

I hate loving you as much as I do

(Is she outside?)

I think I'm runnin' away, I think I'm runnin' away

I think I hate my looks, I hate them all

I think I’m hittin' a wall

Where are her hands?

Where are her eyes?

Where is her head?

What is she thinking?

Is she sleeping?

And I will not come back the same

(Where are her hands?

Where are her eyes?

What is she thinking?

Is she sleeping?)

And I will not come back the same

(What did she say?)

And I will not come back the same

(Where are her hands?

Where are her eyes?

What is she thinking?

Is she sleeping?

What did she say?)

And I will not come back the same

Is she growing up?

Is she looking out?

Is she standing up?

Where are her hands?

Where are her eyes?

Where are her feet?

Where is her head?

Is she outside?

Is she looking out?

Is she standing up?

Where are her hands?

Where are her eyes?

Where is her head?

What is she thinking?

Is she sleeping?

What did she say?

Is she growing up?

Is she growing up?

Is she growing up?

The National - Rylan

Rylan, you should try to get some sun.
You remind me of everyone.
Rylan, did you break your mother's heart?
Every time you tried to play your part.

Is it easy to keep so quiet?
Everybody loves a quiet child.
Underwater you're almost free.
If you wanna be alone, come with me.

Rylan, we can take the quick way out.
We can turn blank white in a blank white house.
They say that you're a pervert, you're a vulture.
Don't you wanna be popular culture?

Is it easy to keep so quiet?
Everybody loves a quiet child.
Underwater you're almost free.
If you wanna be alone, come with me.

Is it easy to live inside yourself?
All the little kids are high and hazy.
Everybody's got nowhere to go,
Everybody wants to be amazing.

Rylan, California's rotten.
Dress light blue to be forgotten.
Eat your pearls on Sunday morning.
Keep your conversations boring.
Stay with me among the strangers.
Change your mind and nothing changes.
Don't let show any emotion
When you climb into the ocean.

Rylan, you should try to get some sun.
There's a little bit of hell in everyone.

Rylan, you should try to get some sun.
You remind me of everyone.

Rylan, you should try to get some sun.
There's a little bit of hell in everyone.

Rylan, you should try to get some sun.

The National - Not In Kansas

I am not in Kansas
I can't slow down and I can't stand it
Broadcast News into Hallelujah
Hanne Darboven had a great idea
Make a list, write it down
Shave your head, draw a crown
Move back home with mom and dad
The pool is drained and they are not there
My bedroom is a stranger's gunroom
Ohio's in a downward spiral
Can't go back there anymore
Since alt-right opium went viral

I am not in Kansas
Where I am, I don't know where
Take me for a walk and blame this on the water dripping off the spear

You even get to wear a dress
And feed his flesh to wayward daughters
Everyone is so impressed
Teachers, neighbours, mothers, fathers
The First Testament was really great
The sequel was incredible
Like the Godfather, the first two Strokes
Every document's indelible
Infidels and Heartbreak Beats
Smidges of bad ecstasy
Must have left it in my pocket
My Christianity in my rocket
I'm binging hard on Annette Bening
I'm listening to R.E.M. again
Begin The Begin, over and over
Begin The Begin, over and over

I am not in Kansas
Where I am, I don't know where
Take me for a walk and blame this on the water dripping off the spear

If the sadness of life makes you tired
And the failures of man make you sigh
You can look to the time soon arriving
When this noble experiment
Winds down and calls it a day

My shadow's getting shorter
I'm a child at the border
Oh godmother you can't ignore us
There isn't anybody else left to love us
I wanted you when I was a child
I raked the leaves and I started fires
Now I'm reading whatever you give me
It's half your fault so half forgive me
I'm way behind in reflex math
Biphasic sleepless emotional crashes
Two days into one, shove them together
I always wake up way before the weather
My mother needs an army
But I'm leaving home and I'm scared that I won't
Have the balls to punch a Nazi
Father, what is wrong with me?

I am not in Kansas
Where I am, I don't know where
Take me for a walk and blame this on the water dripping off the spear

Oil droppers, rubber gloves
I raked the leaves, I lit 'em up
I read whatever it is you give me
It's half your thoughts or half forgive me
At the real Neil Armstrong taught me
To play cutthroat at my Aunt Angela's house
While my real dad's skate got caught in the ice
And he drove us home with a spiral fracture
It was then I was enlightened
Roberta Flack the whole way home
I was entirely unfrightened
Dozing off and eternally alone
Flowers cover over anything
They cover over anything
Flowers cover over anything

I am not in Kansas
Where I am, I don't know where
Take me for a walk and blame this on the water dripping off the spear

Time has come now to stop being human
Time to find a new creature to be
Be a fish or a weed or a sparrow
For the Earth has grown tired and all of your time has expired
Oh the gardens are sprouting with flowers
All the tree-tops are bursting with birds
And the people all know that its over
They lay down their airs and they hang up their tiresome words