The Stills - Helicopters Lyrics

And how your heatwave ran
Through our snow black fields
And we dropped our young
To a ragtime feel

And it's been ten long weeks
And there's still no word
Our Arctic Graceland
And the whale fat burn

My moon's a naked cold star
Why do you take this so hard?

So keep this song
Till you catch diseases
And wait them out
Till this tundra freezes

My moon's a naked cold star
Why do you take this so hard?

And how your heatwave ran
Through our snow black fields

My moon's a naked cold star
Why do you take this so hard?

Helicopters are chasing
Animals through the fields
Helicopters are chasing
Our spirits into the sea

Helicopters are chasing
Animals through the fields
Helicopters are chasing
Our spirits into the sea