Lampland - You Little Liar

Ain't my puppeteering improving
I been improving
I'm living down among the details now and oh how nice
To be that size
A little night life
Two silver earrings on one's countertop and hey
You're right on the fine line
It was a midnight
And I was carefully deflating the balloons and closing
The windows
And you came in slow
And you collapsed and started saying how you'd heard
Palm trees had been dying
And you were lying
And I was nodding I was really all enrapt

My senses overlap
I think we're being watched from the cul de sac
I'll go out — I'll tell them what is what
I'll rage and I'll rage till I've raged just enough

Don't talk I am sitting on my porch swing
I am the porch king
I am the phantom of the ski lodge I am so caught up
In the details
I'm on a detail
I'm in the middle of a weekend on a sidewalk
Under an airplane
In front of your place
I'm in your little room I'm telling you how black holes
Are multiplying
And I am lying
And you are listening with the patience of a saint

I'll scare myself awake
I'll smash a liquor glass in the fireplace
It's me I am never getting tired
I'll rage just enough just for you little liar
Little liar
Little liar

In snowshoes I am in snowshoes I have no news