Atlas Sound - Farmland Fantasy lyrics

"I wake up at reasonable hours. I see a family heirloom chestnut hutch and dust-caked quilts piled on a rocking chair by a broken stained gla** window. The light streaming into the hallway through the cracks is dishwater grey. There are star charts painted on the roof of the barn in gold aerosol stencil against a deep / royal blue bkgrnd. The animals are kind to me. They like me. They lick the salt from my hands. My father comes to visit me. We walk the grounds commenting on the calm surface of the pond. It is autumn and the trees have gone fluorescent."