Nocturne-Deerhunter

[00:01.812] I was in the pine scented photograph, [00:07.275] laying on the cold ground. [00:11.685] And the boundary was spreading like disease. [00:22.885] Like disease. [00:29.011] And there were no boundaries left to cross [00:38.530] Only the space imagined from due discourse. [00:47.003] I was in the boundary [00:50.946] Abducted by border guards in the back country roads. [01:00.114] Back country roads. [01:23.979] Back. [01:31.959] And there were no [01:36.493] No atmospheric devices. [01:42.926] There were no... bombed out [01:47.649] And the basement was so moldy and wet. [01:55.199] Mildew spread like spiderwebs on these back back back country roads.