Animal Collective - Cherokee lyrics

Late for it's arrival
My mind's begun to find
Early peculiarities of how it defines time
And there are turkeys out the window
That I appreciate
There’s plastic like a barge somewhere
It's got no docking date

And on a tour I saw
Focaccia treated like it's jade

Someone in the lobby
Is dressed down just like me
And an infant won the lottery
But really it was he
With a pocket full of roofies
A pocket full of teeth
Some people call that pleasure
And some people call that grief
At the Exxon they were confused
If I was American
And so I left offended with a pack of M&Ms
I’ve been driving for a long while
Spent some time in a Cherokee
Learning things

Out there in Black
Mountain sprouts education, see
But, you can learn a lot
Just take a walk above my tree
They gathered round the easel
And spelled "community"
I go looking for my teachers
And wondering what that means

There will be lots of lonely
Mailboxes when language disappears
And people on the subway think so
Far and be so near i smile from a screen you
Touch waiting on the bed
Listening to voices talk about
Where I am headed

People get out for a long while
In the hills of Cullowhee cherokee

The stoop that you love (Is fiending)
The stoop that you love (For meaning)
The stoop that you love (Is fiending)
The stoop that you love (For meaning)
The stoop that you love (Is fiending)
The stoop that you love (For meaning)
The stoop that you love (Is fiending)
The stoop that you love (For meaning)
The stoop that you love (Is fiending)
The stoop that you love (For meaning)
The stoop that you love (Is fiending)
The stoop that you love (For meaning)
The stoop that you love (Is fiending)
The stoop that you love (For meaning)
The stoop that you love (Is fiending)
The stoop that you love (For meaning)
The stoop that you love (Is fiending)
The stoop that you love (For meaning)
The stoop that you love (Is fiending)
The stoop that you love (For meaning)
The stoop that you love (Is fiending)
The stoop that you love (For meaning)
The stoop that you love (Is fiending)
The stoop that you love (For meaning)
Someone's at a grill top
And someone is Tom Hanks
Suckered into party games
And building words for leisure
Here it is 11 and there it is 19
You’re missing on my breakfast, and
I’m missing your evenings

Wish we'd been touching for a short while
Driving back from Cherokee dreaming things