The Mountain Goats — Pure Heat

[Verse 1] The wind from the north, flattens the yellow corn You come into the house, with your dress torn [Refrain] I can see you now, as though through a screen A smile on your face, your fingers dripping kerosene [Verse 2] Your hair hangs down, over me Your hair casts a shadow to cover me [Refrain] I can see you now, as though through a screen A smile on your face, your fingers dripping kerosene [Verse 3] And the wind from the north, cools me The wind from the north, doesn't fool me [Refrain] I can see you now, as though through a screen A smile on your face, your fingers dripping kerosene