Animal Collective - Mr. Fingers lyrics

Is there one sweet one that I must reach for then I'm done Is perfection a place or just a glimpse at hard work's face Pop on some music trapped in its time Mad men muse, brought tears to my face Dressed in the form of cla**ical rhyme Light the dawn, electrical graze Kick at the fuse that laughed like a mime Man your shoes are hard to replace Top off a brew that brushed like a tie Here are days when friends pa**ed away Accept the news, the weather is mild Grandma used to love how you'd play Blued from the bruise but able to smile Bag your blues and sink in the way Pop on some music trapped in its time Mad men muse brought tears to my face Dressed in the form of cla**ical rhyme Light the dawning electrical graze