Siberian Breaks

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MGMT is an American psychedelic rock band founded by Benjamin Goldwasser and Andrew VanWyngarden. After the release of their first album, the members of their live band, Matthew Asti, James Richardson and Will Berman, joined the core band in the studio. Formed at Wesleyan University and originally … more »

Sleep as the goer
The bridge that watches the light speed through 
And cries while the spirit stumbles
The inside missile for the protection of you

 Maybe it's silent 
The voice can't bear anymore strain
But speaks without even knowing 
And streams outside in the direction of truth 

There's no reason there's no secrets to decode 
If you can't save it, leave it dying on the road
Wide open arms can feel so cold
So cold
Feel so cold

 Balance the books, the ledges, the loons 
The disappointed look on the faces 
That squint at the moon
Let's see it with shadows enhanced
And then vote to decide who'll advance  Silver jet plane, making a turn
 Exciting the brain that expects it to crash and then burn
It's not the life lesson I'd've guessed 
If you're conscious you must be depressed 
Or at least cynical
But someone might still eat the steaks 
Even if they're tough  Spending the day
 Chewing the fat
 Floating away isn't rough but it's not enough 
Oh Marianne, pass me the joint 
The sandpaper's tan
Go-getters are surfing the point 
And London's a scratch on the lens
It's over before it begins 
Silk 'round her neck falls down to her shoulders 
The older I get, the more I suspect there's a trick 
But really there's no trip at all
That doesn't result in a fall
Or a faltering 
But something could spit out the bait
Even if it's real
 Rolling away
 Missing a spoke  Close to the ground like a wheel but it's not a joke
 Holding the line
 Clutching the phone  Nobly wasting the night, but it isn't right 
It's not right  Smelling for blood  Praying for rain
 Running away isn't rough, but it's not enough 

The low tide is telling me, when it's over,
To breathe in everything exposed
And comes back to cover me with a blanket  Being here's always changing tunes 

The empty sky surrounds me but I can't see at all
Wide open arms can feel so cold
And you can sit beside me and tell me what it's
 Worth 
But I hope I die before I get sold
I hope I die before I get sold
I'd rather die before I get sold

If you find the soul that you lost
 Frozen in a starry void
Take it within and hope the sight of blood 
Can will signs of life to return 
Back to the way that it was
Long before it made a noise 
To keep on quietly reminding you
What's never created or destroyed 

Wake as the swell peaks
The close-outs drowning the birds with roars 
And howls scare the new unkindness 
That picks and laughs at the carrion scene

 Forces you see breath can always go into hiding 
And wait 'til it passes over
Or stay far gone for all eternity

Written by: ANDREW WELLS VANWYNGARDEN, BENJAMIN NICHOLAS HUNTER GOLDWASSER

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