| Song | Some Swedish Trees |
| Artist | The Mountain Goats |
| Album | Sweden |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Well, you were standing in the door | |
| Well, I wondered what you were waiting for | |
| I saw the wild strawberries on the vine | |
| Out of control | |
| Well, I was trying to think of something clever | |
| You were saying nothing whatsoever | |
| I saw the berries throw their hooks into the soil | |
| Felt the blood between us turning black as motor oil | |
| We come from California | |
| The air around you was familiar to me now | |
| You were gazing westward | |
| I was looking at you again |