In Medias Res-Los Campesinos!

[ti:In Medias Res] [ar:Los Campesinos!] [al:Romance Is Boring] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]In Medias Res - Los Campesinos! [00:45.38]But let's talk about you for a minute [00:47.66]With the vomit in your gullet [00:49.60]From a half bottle of vodka [00:51.69]That we'd stolen from the optic [00:53.62]On the back seat in your car [00:55.11]Because it wasn't safe to start it [00:57.28]You were "far too f**ked to drive" [00:59.20]Were the words that you imparted [01:01.28]And the woolen dress that clung so tight [01:04.75]To the contours of your body [01:07.86] [01:08.71]The dead grass stuck to fibers from us [01:12.83]Rolling in the layby [01:15.69] [01:16.58]Were passed to dog-haired blankets [01:19.84]That protected the back seat covers [01:23.16] [01:23.87]And a crucifix was hung from rear-view [01:28.08]Mirror by your mother [01:30.80] [02:06.10]I'm leaving my body to science [02:09.45]Not medical, but physics [02:13.24] [02:13.77]Drag my corpse through the airport [02:17.52]And lay me limp on the left wing [02:20.48] [02:21.58]Drop me at the highest point [02:23.86]And trace a line around the dent I leave in the ground [02:27.97] [02:29.34]That'll be the initial of the one you'll marry [02:33.80]Now that I'm not around [02:35.70]I flew for seven hours [02:38.78]The sky didn't once turn black [02:42.02] [03:41.30]I wake from sleep, my head and shoulder [03:45.06]Wet against the window [03:47.81] [03:48.82]A frost had formed and melted, soaked me [03:52.77]Right through to my collarbone [03:55.34] [03:56.76]If you were given the option [03:59.33]Of dying painlessly in peace at 45 [04:03.30]With a lover at your side [04:06.40] [04:07.15]After a full and happy life [04:10.59] [04:13.07]Is this something that would interest you? [04:17.78] [04:20.83]Would this interest you at all?