Lyrics: Mountain Goats, The. Quetzalcoatl Comes Through.

he came spitting fire

on a day like no other

tried to hold you near to me

i heard him passing over

he made a banquet for the stray dogs of the air

he put our love in clear perspective



blue, red and green plumage

trailing behind him now

swaddling the sky in its aftermath

the last day coming down

he made a banquet for the stray dogs of the air

he put our love in clear perspective

rising, rising, rising, rising