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Of Montreal

Does she know, does she know that
I am not joust searching for some first time high
I know it's all about perceptions
And I accept you as my very first mover

I was a foreigner when you appeared
From the shadows at the motor club
I was a hater in the depths
Of an emotional hibernation

You sat me down, we had some drinks
All you told me all kinds of insanity
I asked your friend if you were available
She answered, no but yes, oh well oh well, yes and no

Does she know, does she know that
I am not joust searching for some first time high
I know it's all about perceptions
And I accept you as my very first mover

I remember riding bikes on Coaster Island
Planning midnight raids on the Swedish plum trees
That summer, it was too cold to swim, so
we climbed upon the rocky shore and freaked out
On the mountain goats, but they were not impressed
Or scared of us

Do you remember, our last summer of independents?
Do you remember, our last summer of independents?
Do you remember, our last summer of independents?
Do you remember?

Now, I'm viewing my memory reel in reverse
Scrolling back to come to feel your weather then
Now, I'm nothing to the limits of our parabola (this line not sure)
To predict the points of thou-shalt-not-return

Does she know, does she know that
I am not joust searching for some first time high
I know it's all about perceptions
And I accept you as my very first mover