Saturday Night Inside Out - The Avalanches

We inaugurate the evening

Just drumming up a little weirdness

It gets late so early now

The waves come in in mountain phases

I’d see fire where it’s not supposed to be

I first saw her in a mega store

The day-glow raven born into a free fall

The fulfillment of a 10th grade prophecy

A motel masterpiece

Blind to the branching possibilities

Teardrops were standing in my eyes

Like deer before they bolt

I adored the way she modified my mornings

When I’d wake up in the calm shoals of her bed

Somersaults or smoke in a universe of sleep

Before she slipped into her heritage and disappeared

And she taught me to relight, relight and relight again