Texty: Wolf Parade. At Mount Zoomer. Call It a Ritual.

well into the desert you must go
so into the desert we go
call it a ritual
call it whatever you will

and you will grow mad at me
as naturally as branches on a tree
call it a ritual
call it whatever you will

and you know
they will swing swing their swords for show
while you turn your flower petals so slow

you said the desert will eat us alive
i said i'll make the decisions you just drive
you just drive

and i saw the windmill wings were gone
and i heard the wind come creepin around
call it an act of easy mercy
to tear the structure down

call it whatever you will
call it whatever you will


cause you know
they will swing swing their swords for show
while you turn your flower petals so slow

but i am amazed at how they go
i am amazed at how they go
but i am amazed at how they go
i am amazed at how they go
but i am amazed at how they go
i am amazed at how they go
but i am amazed at how they go
i am amazed at how they go
but i am amazed at how they go
i am amazed at how they go

so call it whatever you will
call it a ritual
call it whatever you will

you know
they will swing swing their swords for show