Testo Warith Pinned To The Mist (And Other Games) Of Montreal
Letâs have bizarre celebrations,
Letâs forget who forget what forget where,
Weâll have bizarre celebrations,
Iâll play the Satyr in Cypris, you the bride being stripped bare.
Letâs pretend we donât exist,
Letâs pretend weâre in Antartica.
Letâs have bizarre celebrations,
Lets forget when forget what forget how,
Weâll have bizarre celebrations,
Weâll play Tristan and Izolde but make sure I see white sails.
Maybe Iâll never die,
Iâll just keep growing younger with you,
And youâll grow younger too,
now it seems too lovely to be true,
but I know the best things always do.
letâs pretend we donât exist,
letâs pretend weâre in Antartica.