The Mountain Goats - Surrounded lyrics

(Technically a collaboration between JD and John Vanderslice) Pale white moon shines down on Colorado Hide my dirty secrets down here in the shadows Where the quaking aspens tremble in the snow Haul me up the hillside, hold me high and let me go Let me fall right through my own roof like a meteorite Let the world and all its wonders leave me to my toys tonight And my ninety six inch television screen Let me die, let me die surrounded by machines High winds knocked the power out last night But I've got my own supply here all my windows blaze with light And the light spills through the windows to the empty plane below Finds nothing but some trees and six fresh feet of snow And I find a broadcast station that's signed off for the night And the static floods the speakers in glorious black and white On my ninety six inch television screen Let me die, let me die surrounded by machines