Decemberists Record Year
I read in the paper today
It's been a record year for rainfall.
And you were leaning 'gainst the bathroom wall
And your lonely dress
Was your only dress
Stand accusing across
I've got a temper set for tender
And you were shrugging it off like a feather
Saying: "Oh, would you look at this weather?"
What's the use of all of this?
I still remember you in the entire
'Cause I'm watching it slip away
And in the annals of the Empire
Did it look this grey?
Before the fall
Before the fall
So rake your thumbnail across
The stretch of the patina
Revealing a Proserpina
In a low recline
In a steep decline
What's the use of all of this?
I still remember you in the entire
'Cause I'm watching it slip away
And in the annals of the Empire
Did it look this grey?
Does it look so grey?
Does it always look so grey?
Before the fall
Before the fall
