Texty: Animal Collective. Merriweather Post Pavilion. In The Flowers.

Met a dancer who was high in a field
From her movement caught my breath on my way home
Couldn't stop that spinning force I felt in me
Everything around seemed to giggle glee
She walked up with a flower and I cared

Saw the dancer who gets wild to the beats of record rhythms
But I'm always away for weeks that pass slow
My mind gets lost feeling envy for the kid who'll dance despite anything
I walk out in the flowers and feel better
If I could just leave my body for the night

Then we could be dancing, no more missing you while I'm gone
There we could be dancing and you'd smile and say I like this song
And when our eyes will meet there we will recognize nothing's wrong
And I wouldn't feel so selfish, I won't be this way very long

To hold you in time, to hold you in time
To hold you in time, to hold you in time

While we were dancing early hours, drunken days finally ended
And the streets turned for a pillowcase and I fumbled our good lock
Then the ecstasy turns to rising light through our windowpane
Now I'm gone, I left flowers for you there