Nocturne

I was in the p– Scented photograph Laying on the co– And the boundary was spreading like disease Like disea– And there were no boundaries left to cross All of the space imagined from due discourse I was in the boundary Dressing up with the girls Bad country road Bad country road Ba– Oh, there were no, no atmospheric devices There were no cu- down in the basement with so moldy and wet Mildew shone like spider webs on it Back, back, ba– --- Nocturne - Deerhunter