Laika

The Arcade Fire – Funeral

alexander! – our
older brother! – set out for! – a great adventure! –

he tore our images – out of his pictures! – he tore our names out – of all his letters!

our mother shoulda…just named you laika

come on alex! you can do it! come on alex! there’s nothing to it! if you want something – don’t ask for nothing! – if you want nothing – don’t ask for something!

our mother shoulda…just named you laika

it’s for your own good – it’s for the neighborhood – our older brother! – bit by a vampire! – for a year we caught his tears in a cup! – and now we’re gonna make you drink it!

come on alex! don’t die or dry up!

our mother shoulda…just named you laika

it’s for your own good – it’s for the neighborhood when daddy comes home, you’ll start a fight – so the neighbors can dance in the police disco lights

now the neighbors can dance – look at ’em dance.

Já, líka út af því að það er engu við þetta að bæta.

2 thoughts on “Laika”

  1. When someone is counting out gold for you, don’t look at your hands, or the gold. Look at the giver.

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