Mgmt - Someone s Missing текст песни

Someone's Missing by MGMT
Someone's telling the toll to me

I'm cut and I'm weeping like a rubber tree

but i don't care who's left behind

lost revelations that I'll never find



in the long hall pipes are whispering

blues prepared for anti-christening



somewhere there's an honest soul


to mirror teeth where neon lures troll

and what's extinct might come alive

a purple smoke in some internal shrine



with a long sigh let the hissing in

stones deformed by gentle kissing and

all the closed eyes start to glisten

but it feels like someone's missing

yeah it feels like someone's missing