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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Microphones
The Microphones
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phil Elverum
Phil Elverum
Composer

Lyrics

"I took my shirt off in the yard"
No one saw that the skin on my shoulders was golden
Now it's not, my shirt's back on
I forgot my songs, the Glow is gone
My gliding body stopped
I could not get through September without a battle
I faced death, I went in with my arms swinging
But I heard my own breath
I had to face that I'm still living
I'm still flesh, I hold on to awful feelings
I'm not dead, there's no end, my face is red
My blood flows harshly
My heart beats loudly
My chest still draws breath, I hold it
I'm buoyant, ooh-ooh
There's no end
Written by: Phil Elverum
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