Waxahatchee - "Catfish"

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Lyrics:
Crave, desolate, you dive in, we follow along
I contrive you with whiskey and sam cooke songs
And we lay on our backs, soaking wet
Below a static tv set
Conversation flows, counting shooting stars and catfish
But I'll never make a wish
Barefoot, parking lot
Getting high in portland, or
We echo 17 and we glue it back and poke fun
And it gets real quiet, I don't care
Darting with moonshine, truth or dare
I say just what I'm thinking and secondguess instantly
And you laugh at me
We stick to our slow motion memory
Its 1 in the morning and 90 degrees
And though now it is hovering darkly over me
It'll look just like heaven when I get up and leave
You're a ghost and I can't breathe
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Комментарии : 22

@adaisychain4azathoth 3 года назад

I woke up at 3 AM to this song playing. I had fallen asleep while listening to WTNV and despite the shock I sort of just lied there, in cosmic bliss. The reverb in the vocals calmed me down and I just let the weather report end. An unforgettable feeling.

@whiskeyclones7161 2 года назад

This is insane. The EXACT same thing happened to me! I was just becoming lucid when the song started, so for a little bit I thought I was still dreaming. I was completely entranced.

@adaisychain4azathoth 2 года назад

did you also get visions of the Dark Planet? you know the one.

@user-yb5bg8im5g 6 месяцев назад

came here on a recommend. i'm a child of the 70's and i thought i was listtening to kate bush...lousy hearing, so now the album has 2 full listen thru's, im gonna go check out the lyrics. t.u. 4 your post.

@margaretketchum1166 7 лет назад

Crave, desolate, you dive in, we follow along I contrive you with whiskey and sam cooke songs And we lay on our backs, soaking wet Below a static tv set Conversation flows, counting shooting stars and catfish But I'll never make a wish Barefoot, parking lot Getting high in portland, or We echo 17 and we glue it back and poke fun And it gets real quiet, I don't care Darting with moonshine, truth or dare I say just what I'm thinking and secondguess instantly And you laugh at me We stick to our slow motion memory Its 1 in the morning and 90 degrees And though now it is hovering darkly over me It'll look just like heaven when I get up and leave You're a ghost and I can't breathe

@jlansdale536 6 лет назад

Maggie Ketchum whiskey

@blackhighlights5497 5 лет назад

Actually, I think she says “Portland, Oregon”

@Nylon-xj9ml 4 года назад

"You're a ghost and I can't breath" 😥

@nonconnahordeath 3 года назад

RIGHT?

@unslaadkrosis9435 7 лет назад

Came from Nightvale damn this song is good

@tjchesney4997 3 года назад

This is so mournful....

@jlansdale536 5 лет назад

Best song she has written yet

@katguthrie7656 4 года назад

this song is knee high socks, light rain blowing through an open window and changing your sheets when your depressed

@metalflameful 7 лет назад

the weather is not good most of the time in nightvale, but this was a rare and beautiful storm that cought my attention.

@aaron-vz7nn 4 года назад

metalflameful exactly!!!

@DesperoVitae 6 лет назад

Thank you so much for including the lyrics to this song. It's one of those ones that just needs to be a part of your life. It makes me thing of seeing a disturbing series of home movies combined with nightmare images seen through an abandoned camp sites's security camera CCTV feed.