The Mountain Goats - Papagallo lyrics

you were standing near the water, when the wind ripped through. heard your throat open up like a champagne bottle i heard the one perfect song pouring out of you, there was a darkening sky reflected on the river. there was no way of determining where we were low hills, colors gone crazy, you standing like a ghost with the water behind you. it's hard to grab ahold of some things sometimes, like you need me to remind you. you were standing near the water. and i was looking at the water. then you went down in the water, and the river began to boil. there was a minute when i thought i knew what you were about, and then you opened up your eyes and the lord came out low hills, colors gone crazy, you rising from the water like a bird, you had a pure song possessing you from shoulder to hip and i recognized every single word.