[Verse 1: John Darnielle]
Shadows on the broad lawn, canopy of trees
Sometime after midnight, the ground is gonna freeze
Birds in the frosty air, what are they doing there?
[Verse 2]
Greenhouse full of butcher's broom, breezes at my back
Some time before the sun comes up, the earth is gonna crack
I look down at my hands like they were mirrors
[Verse 3]
Fresh coffee at sunrise, warm my lips against the cup
Been waiting such a long time now, my number's finally coming up
All the neighbors come on out to their front porches, waving torches
Shadows on the broad lawn, canopy of trees
Sometime after midnight, the ground is gonna freeze
Birds in the frosty air, what are they doing there?
[Verse 2]
Greenhouse full of butcher's broom, breezes at my back
Some time before the sun comes up, the earth is gonna crack
I look down at my hands like they were mirrors
[Verse 3]
Fresh coffee at sunrise, warm my lips against the cup
Been waiting such a long time now, my number's finally coming up
All the neighbors come on out to their front porches, waving torches
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