Some Swedish Trees

[Intro: John Darnielle & Rachel Ware]
One, two, one, two, three, four…
Oh, you don't want to start like that, you want me to do the thing
That's not how we ever start

[Verse 1]
Well, you were standing in the door
Well, I wondered what you were waiting for
I saw the wild strawberries on the vine
Out of control

[Verse 2]
Well, I was trying to think of something clever
You were saying nothing whatsoever
I saw the berries throw their hooks into the soil
Felt the blood between us churning thick as motor oil

[Verse 3]
We come from California
The air around you was familiar to me now
You were gazing westward
I was looking at you again