MGMT - Of Moons, Birds & Monsters lyrics

Why'd you cut holes in the
Face of the moon base?
Don't you know about the temperature change
In the cold black shadow?
Are you mad at your walls or hoping that an
Unknown force can repair things for you?
Pardon all the time that you've thrown
Into your pale gray garden?
If your ship will never come
You gotta move along

Even a bird would want a taste
Of dirt from abyssal dark
The prick of a feather could
Make a kingdom burn
And the bloodshed start the falling apart
Made me a shadow in the shape
Of wonder the waves of black
If she's going under
I can hold my breath till the sky comes back
Or drown like a rat, rat, rat he's a rat

To catch a monster, we make a movie
Set the tempo and cut and cut it's brains out
It will inspire on the burning pyre
Half the distance, half the motion
Communication is easy as the ocean