Annie (Oh muse, you) - Austra

Too dark to see in there

Fools took you in: beware!

Your armour in the air

You got hooked now: I’ll be damned!

Keep notes with a photograph

I walk with peace and darkness

Instead of rolling over

Aching, you stay below here

Go on

Get off

The ground

I would win if I reeled it in

The land, calm reasoning

How luck can be so grim

You need a lift, my friend!

Now, look me in the eyes

Swimming backwards, feet denied

Almost home, then I lose it all

I think you know that I belong here

Get off

The ground

Oh muse, you