The Mountain Goats — Some Swedish Trees

[Intro: John Darnielle & Rachel Ware] One, two, one, two, three, four… Oh, you don't want to start like that, you want me to do the thing That's not how we ever start [Verse 1] Well, you were standing in the door Well, I wondered what you were waiting for I saw the wild strawberries on the vine Out of control [Verse 2] Well, I was trying to think of something clever You were saying nothing whatsoever I saw the berries throw their hooks into the soil Felt the blood between us churning thick as motor oil [Verse 3] We come from California The air around you was familiar to me now You were gazing westward I was looking at you again