and there’s still going to be someone who hates peaches.
“Demons” by The National
The new National album is here! Also features the most “The National” of all The National verses:
Can I stay here? I can sleep, on the floor
Drink the blood and hang the palms, on the door
Do not think I’m going places anymore
Wanna see the sun come up above New York
Oh, everyday I start so great
Then the sunlight dims
Less I’ve learned
The more I see the pythons and the limbs
Do not know what’s wrong with me
Sours in the cup
When I walk into a room
I do not light it up
This album is crazy good. Good enough to make me dig through boxes looking for an iTunes gift card. I haven’t been a huge fan since their first couple of albums honestly but every song I’ve heard from this one is perfection.