Neutral Milk Hotel – In The Aeroplane Over The Sea Album Lyrics

“King of Carrot Flowers, Pt. 1”

When you were young you were the king of carrot flowers
And how you built a tower tumbling through the trees
And holy rattle snakes that fell all around your feet.

And your mom would stick a fork right into daddys shoulder
And dad would throw the garbage all across the floor
As we would lay and learn what each others bodies were for

And this is the room one afternoon i knew i could love you
And from above you how i sank into your soul
Into that secret place no one dares to go.

And your mom would drink until she was no longer speaking
And dad would dream of all the different ways to die
Each one a little more than he could dare to try.


“King of Carrot Flowers, Pt. 2+3”

[I love you, Jesus Christ,
Jesus Christ I love you, yes I do.] x2

And on the lazy days the dogs dissolve and drain away,
The world it goes and always waits
The day we are awaiting.

Up and over
We go through the weight and undertow
I will float until I learn how to swim,
Inside my mother in a garbage bin,
until I find myself again,Again, oh.

All I know
We go mouths open wide and spit in stuff
I will spit until I learn how to speak
Up through the doorway as the sideboards creak
With them ever proclaiming me, me, oh

All I know
We go the way the steps fell down and I don’t know,
I will shout until they know what I mean,
I mean the marriage of a dead dog sing
And a synthetic flying machine, machine, oh.

Ok.


 

In The Aeroplane Over The Sea

What a beautiful face I have found in this place
That is circling all round the sun,
What a beautiful dream that could flash
on the screen in a blink of an eye
and be gone from me soft and sweet
Let me hold it close and keep it here with me.

And one day we will die and our ashes will
fly from the aeroplane over the sea,
But for now we are young let us lay in the sun,
And count every beautiful thing we can see,
Love to be in the arms of all I’m keeping here with me.

What a curious life we have found here tonight,
There is music that sounds from the street,
There are lights in the clouds,
Anna’s ghost all around
Hear her voice as it’s rolling and ringing through me,
Soft and sweet
How the notes all bend and reach above the trees.

Now how I remember you,
How I would push my fingers through your
mouth to make those muscles move
That made your voice so smooth and sweet,
And now we keep where we don’t know
All secrets sleep in winter clothes
With one you loved so long ago now he don’t even know his name.

What a beautiful face I have found in this place
that is circling all round the sun
When we meet on a cloud I’ll be laughing out loud,
I’ll be laughing with everyone I see,
Can’t believe how strange it is to be anything at all.


Two-Headed Boy

Two headed boy
All floating in glass
The sun it has passed
Now it’s blacker than black
I can hear as you tap on your jar
I am listening to hear where you are
I am listening to hear where you are

Two headed boy
Put on Sunday shoes
And dance round the room to accordion keys
With the needle that sings in your heart

Catching signals that sound in the dark
Catching signals that sound in the dark
We will take off our clothes
And they’ll be placing fingers through the notches in your spine

Two headed boy
With pulleys and weights
Creating a radio played just for two
In the parlor witha moon across her face
And through the music he sweetly displays
Silver speakers that sparkle all day
Made for his lover who’s floating and choking
With her hands across her face
And in the dark we will take off our clothes
And they’ll be placing fingers through the notches in your spine

Two headed boy
There is no reason to grieve
The world that you need is wrapped in gold silver sleeves
Left beneath Christmas trees in the snow
And I will take you and leave you alone
Watching spirals of white softly flow
Over your eyelids and all you did
Will wait until the point when you let go


The Fool

(instrumental)


Holland, 1945

2,1,2,3,4.

The only girl I’ve ever loved
Was born with roses in her eyes,
But then they buried her alive one evening 1945
With just her sister at her side
And only weeks before the guns all came and rained on everyone,
Now she’s a little boy in Spain playing pianos filled with flames
On empty rings around the sun all sing to say my dream has come.

But now we must pick up every piece
Of the life we used to love

Just to keep ourselves at least enough to carry on.

And now we ride this circus wheel,
With your dark brother wrapped in white,
Says it was good to be alive,
But now he rides a comet’s flame and won’t be coming back again,
The Earth looks better from a star that’s right above from where you are,
He didn’t mean to make you cry with sparks that ring and bullets fly
On empty rings around your heart the world just screams and falls apart.

But now we must pick up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves at least enough to carry on.

And here’s where your mother sleeps,
And here is the room where your brothers were born,
Indentions in the sheets,
Where their bodies once moved but don’t move any more.
And it’s so sad to see the world agree
That they’d rather see their faces fill with flies,
All when I’d want to keep white roses in their eyes.


Communist Daughter

Sweet communist,
The Communist Daughter,
Standing on the seaweed water,
Semen stains the mountaintop,
Semen stains the mountaintop.

With coca leaves along the border,
Sweetness swings from every corner

Cars careening from the clouds,
The bridges burst and twist around,
And wanting something warm and moving
Bends towards herself
The soothing proves that she must still exist,
She moves herself about her fist.

Sweet communist,
The communist daughter,
Standing on the seaweed water,
Semen stains the mountaintops,
Semen stains the mountaintops.

De, de, de


Oh, Comely

Oh comely
I will be with you when you lose your breath
Chasing the only meaningful memory you thought you had left
With some pretty bright and bubbly terrible scene
That was doing her thing on your chest
But oh comely
It isn’t as pretty as you’d like to guess
Oh comely
All of your friends are letting you blow
Bristling and ugly
Bursting with fruits falling out from the holes
Of some pretty bright and bubbly friend

You could need to say comforting things in your ear
But oh comely
There isn’t such one friend that you could find here
Standing next to me
He’s only my enemy
I’ll crush him with everything I own

Your father made fetuses
With flesh licking ladies
While you and your mother
Were asleep in the trailer park
Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums
The music and medicine you needed for comforting
So make all your fat fleshy fingers to moving
And pluck all your silly strings
And bend all your notes for me
Soft silly music is meaningful magical
The movements were beautiful

All in your ovaries
All of them milking with green fleshy flowers
While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines
Smelling of semen all under the garden
Was all you were needing when you still believed in me

And I know they buried her body with others
Her sister and mother and 500 families
And will she remember me 50 years later
I wished I could save her in some sort of time machine
Know all your enemies
We know who are enemies are

Goldaline my dear
We will fold and freeze together
Far away from here
There is sun and spring and green forever
But now we move to feel
For ourselves inside some stranger’s stomach
Place your body here
Let your skin begin to blend itself with mine


Ghost

Ghost, ghost,
I know you were within me,
Feel as you fly
In thunderclouds above the city
Into one that I
Loved with all that was left within me
Till we tore in two,
Now wings and rings,
And there’re so many waiting here for you.

And she was born in a bottle-rocket, 1929,

With wings that ring around a socket
Right between her spine
All drenched in milk in holy water pouring from the sky,
I know that she will live forever,
She won’t ever die,
She goes,
And now she knows she’ll never be afraid,
To watch the morning paper blow into a hole
where no one can escape,
De, de, de,..

And one day in New York City baby,
A girl fell from the sky,
From the top of a burning apartment building
fourteen stories high,
And when her spirit left her body,
How it split the sun!
I know that she will live forever
All goes on and on and on and
She goes,
And now she knows she’ll never be afraid
To watch the morning paper blow into a hole
where no-one can escape,
De, de, de


Untitled

(instrumental)


Two-Headed Boy, Pt. 2

Daddy, please hear this song that I sing,
in your heart there’s a spark that just screams
for a lover to bring
a child to your chest
that could lay as you sleep,
and love all you have left
like your boy used to be, long ago,
wrapped in sheets warm and wet.

Blister, please, with those wings in your spine,
love to be with a brother of mine,
how he’d love to find your tongue in his teeth

in a struggle to find

secret songs that you keep
wrapped in boxes so tight,
sounding only at night as you sleep.

And in my dreams you’re alive and you’re crying,
as your mouth moves in mine, soft and sweet,
rings of flowers round your eyes
and I’ll love you for the rest of your life (when you’re ready)

Brother see we are one and the same,
and you left with your head filled with flames
and you watched as your brains
fell out through your teeth,
push the pieces in place
make your smile sweet to see,
don’t you take this away
I’m still wanting my face on your cheek.

And when we break
we’ll wait for our miracle,
God is a place where some holy spectacle lies.
And when we break
we’ll wait for our miracle,
God is a place you will wait for the rest of your life.

Two-headed boy,
she is all you could need,
she will feed you tomatoes
and radio wire,
and retire to sheets safe and clean,
but don’t hate her when she gets up to leave.

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