(Purple Bottle by Animal Collective)
I've got a big, big, big, big heartbeat, yeah
I think you are the sweetest thing
I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud
I've been having good days
Think we are the right age
To start out own peculiar ways
With good friendly homes
You get me freaked, freaked, freaked on preakness
Never met a girl that likes to drink with horses
Knows her Chinese ballet
Must admit you smell like fruity nuts and good grains
When you show my purple gaze
A thing or two at night
Make me sick, sick, sick to kiss you
And I think that I woud vomit
But I'll do that on Mondays, I don't have a work way
I like it when I bump you an accident's a truth gate
I'm humbled in your pretty lens
I'll hold you, don't you go
Sometimes you're quiet and sometimes I'm quiet, hallelujah!
Sometimes I'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative, I know

Well I'd like to spread your perfume around the old apartment
Could we live together and agree on the same wares?
A trapeze is a bird cage even if it's empty and defintintely fits the room
And we would too
And my dear, dear, dear Khalana
I talk too much about you
Their ears are getting tired of me singing all the night through
Lets just talk together
You and me and me and you
And if there's nothing much to say
Well, silence is a bore
I've got a big, big, big, big heartbeat, yeah
I think you are the sweetest thing
I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud
I've been having good days
Think we are the right age
To start out own peculiar ways
With good friendly homes

Sometimes you're quiet and sometimes I'm quiet, hallelujah!
Sometimes I'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative i know
Sometimes you hear me when others they can't hear me, hallelujah!
Sometimes I'm naked, and thank god sometimes you're naked
Well, hello . . .

Can I tell you that you are the purple in me?
Can I call you just to hear you, would you care?
When I saw you put your purple finger on me
There's a feeling in your bottle
Found your bottle, found your heart
Gives a feeling from your bottled little part
I just called to say I like you
I just called cause I've wondered how you've been
I just called, well I tried, but it was busy
Get that feeling from the bottle, found the bottle found your heart
Get that feeling from your bottled little part

Got to crush high
Thought I crushed all I could
Crushed all I can then I touched your hand
Crush high
Don't want it to stop
Because stories of your brother
Make my crush high pop
And you couldn't really know
Because it's in my toes
And sometimes I wonder
Where'd that crush high go
Crush high then I go and take some pills
Because I can't do all of my do's and still feel ill
I got that

(Lullaby by Blind the Thief)
Didn't you tell me all this was theirs too?
Even if vision blurs and presence turns crude
And wanting to break free from their love
We took a brush to the back of the sun
As we scrubbed and laughed you showed me the heart that they had
When things get strange, I often think of that

Now you feel out of place in your body, in your mind
I can tell you what it means to break through to the other side
You will find that in truth, to be human is to be sane
But sanity is always in search of a higher plane