Lyrics of Montreal

of Montreal

She Ain't Speakin' Now

Like some sepulchral tableau

I sit frozen holding your hand

Though I’m trying to think only

Positive thoughts I understand

That place tomorrow

May not be there tomorrow, then

Your eviscerating, suffering will end

Oh, will you ever be yourself again?

Girl with the flu, I hear the death rheum

She ain’t doin' well

Her eyes they seem cast and fatherless

Her psyche's cracked or

Anyhow, She ain't speakin' now

Nightfall, like some leaden sea

Dilates as I hold vigil by your bed

Watching the pillowcase soaking with sweat around your head

I can't repel this sneaking veil of morbidity

That's disfiguring the serif of your face

Oh, the organism's been debased

Girl with the flu, I hear the death rheum

She ain’t doin' well

Her eyes they seem cast and fatherless

Her psyche's cracked or

Anyhow, She ain't speakin' now

You scream that the books

Are fallin' off of the shelf onto you

But I can see them

Your hallucination ravings

I'm writing them all down so

You can see read them

When your mind no longer aches

And your febrility breaks

Girl with the flu, I hear the death rheum

She ain’t doin' well

Her eyes they seem cast and fatherless

Her psyche's shattered or

Anyhow, She ain't speakin' now