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This song is by The Mountain Goats and appears on the compilation album Ghana (2002).

You were standing near the water, when the wind ripped through.
Heard your throat open up like a champagne bottle
I heard the one perfect song pouring out of you,
There was a darkening sky reflected on the river.
There was no way of determining where we were

Low hills, colors gone crazy,
You standing like a ghost with the water behind you.
It's hard to grab ahold of some things sometimes,
Like you need me to remind you.

You were standing near the water.
And I was looking at the water.
Then you went down in the water,
And the river began to boil.
There was a minute when I thought I knew what you were about,
And then you opened up your eyes and the lord came out

Low hills, colors gone crazy,
You rising from the water like a bird,
You had a pure song possessing you from shoulder to hip
And I recognized every single word.

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