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We're here to listen
We're here to listen
We're here to listen
We're here to listen
We're here to listen
We're here to listen
We're here to listen
We're here to listen
Cause we've been talking all day
And we've showered and ate our food
And now we're pausing for breath
And with grace we know certain death
And the size and the possibility of living lustily
We're excited by the gift and its giving
So we relax our muscles
Why did we come here?
Someone made posters
And we called for directions
We could all scoot in closer
I sing the same air as you
These words are the air you breathe
You're looking right at me
And our bodies sit firmly
On the old ground that's still churning
And there's a rumble so deafening
And a roar from above
And the squealing of love
And there's crashing in branches
And there's bass drums at dance
And there's hissing on the freeway
And a whistling crevice
The quiet hum of the moon
We'll hum like that soon
We're here to listen
We are here to listen
We're here to listen
We are here to listen
We’re Here to Listen [2008] was written by Phil Elverum.
We’re Here to Listen [2008] was produced by Phil Elverum.