Troll Nacht - The Dodos

It’s been three days of drums and snares

Out on the streets and in my head

The piccolos are in this band

With you and me just lying and

Saying «I'll wait»

Saying «always»

To have the chance to be so kind

To someone else who doesn’t mind

Is getting rare and often times

It seems to scare the wandering eye

Looking always

Saying «I'll wait»

This convalesce it is broke

Comforts the test letting go

You snare the game of our heart

But you went gone

So please stow this heart

It’s cold, it’s hard

Please stow this heart

It’s cold, it’s hard

I wandered off under the news

The bezzle town on troll abuse

Just thinking of some name I knew

Without a sense of self to use

Saying «I'll wait»

Saying «always»

And offer come, as soon as I

Knew who it was who wasn’t mine

You had convinced me of the white

And so I left myself behind

Saying «I'll wait»

Saying «always»

This convalesce it is broke

Comforts the test letting go

You snare the game of our heart

But you went gone

So please stow this heart

It’s cold, it’s hard

Please stow this heart

It’s cold, it’s hard