For the Snakes
by The Mountain Goats
From the album: Songs for Pierre Chuvin
Track 4 of 10 on Songs for Pierre Chuvin (2020).
Duration: 2:09
Lyrics for For the Snakes
All your brambles, all your creeping vines All of the trash that people leave behind All your fine, fine columns poking up through the pond scum We will have uses for these things when we come Cracks in the marble you hauled in from the quarry These will be seen by all in all their glory Long hidden shadows of the places they came from We will bring memories of these things when we come All your abandoned things Once fine vestments, statues with wings They have their uses, every one Let me slither across them in the sun Pale imitations that you brought back from afar We will show them to you as they are Wind through the ruins, high and lonesome We will have uses for these things when we come