Moves The New Pornographers

[Verse 1]
I believe you've had something that's mine
All this time
Slow to singalong crawl
Fork it over

I live among the alarms
Where I trip, where they sing
Slow to singalong crawl
Hey, come over

Uh uh uh uh uh oh

[Verse 2]
Up the hill goes the typewriter-ed beat
Of my step
Slow to singalong crawl
Undiscovered

And all the years at quarter speed
Haloed and trembling clean
Slow to singalong crawl
Turning over

Uh uh uh uh uh oh