Nocturne - Deerhunter

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

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