A Sport and a Pastime
Yearning for Unity: Of Montreal's A Sport and a Pastime
Lyrics
I wanna belong to you, I wanna be yours
I desire to belong to you, to be exclusively yours
I don't wanna be mine anymore, I wanna be yours
I no longer want to be my own person, but wholly yours
I wanna lose my ego, I wanna be possessed by you
I wish to let go of my ego and be under your influence
I don't care about my freedom, I just want to be yours, yours, only yours
I'm indifferent to my freedom; I only want to be yours
I was twitching while you painted your eyes
I was agitated while you applied makeup to your eyes
Feeling all lit up inside like the torches on Saint John's Eve
Feeling illuminated inside, akin to the torches on Saint John's Eve
And I wanted to be wealth to you 'cause
I desired to be valuable to you
You're above, you're above, you're above, you are above
Emphasizing your elevated status
My love, above, you're the only beauty that I ever dream of
You are the only beauty I ever dream of
I wanna belong to you, I wanna be yours
Reiteration of the desire to belong exclusively
I don't wanna live in fantasies, I wanna be yours
I reject living in fantasies; I want to be yours in reality
I want to lose my identity, I want to become one with you
I want to lose my identity and merge with you
I don't care about myself anymore, I just want to be yours, yours, only yours
I disregard myself; I only want to be yours
I was twitching while you painted your eyes
Recurrence of the emotional state while you apply makeup
Feeling all lit up inside like the torches on Saint John's Eve
Feeling internally bright, akin to Saint John's Eve torches
And I wanted to be wealth to you 'cause
Desire to be valuable to you, emphasizing your elevated status
You're above, you're above, you're above, you are above
Reiteration of your elevated status and exclusive beauty
My love, above, you're my only beauty
You are the only beauty in my dreams
I was twitching while you painted your eyes
Repetition of the emotional state during the makeup application
Feeling all lit up inside, like the torches on Saint John's Eve
Feeling internally bright, akin to Saint John's Eve torches
And I wanted to be wealth to you
Desire to be valuable to you, emphasizing your elevated status
'Cause you're above, you're above, you're above, you are above
Reiteration of your elevated status and exclusive beauty
My love, above, you're the only beauty that I ever dream of
You are the only beauty in my dreams
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