Vampire Weekend - Pravda (Official Visualizer)

I've waited through the wars of winterI've watched the cherry blossoms bloomI cannot wait here any longerI'm leaving at the rising of the moonI know what lies beneath ManhattanI know who's buried in Grant's TombI wonder if they'll wait a while to clear away my crocodileI'm leaving at the rising of the moon

They always ask me about pravdaIt's just the Russian word for truthYour consciousness is not my problem'Cause when I come home, it won't be home to you

Your Uncle Henry lived in MoscowYour Aunt Ludmilla lived therе tooIrina grew up in WisconsinI'm leaving at the rising of thе moonThe final moments in a doorway (The final moments in a doorway)The sacred light of afternoon (The sacred light of afternoon)Something starts to shake the leaves, you tug upon your T-shirt sleevesAnd shiver 'til the rising of the moon

They always ask me about pravdaIt's just the Russian word for truthYour consciousness is not my problem'Cause when I come home, it won't be home to you

I took the family balalaikaThose strings would never stay in tune I hung it up on the pianoI'm leaving at the rising of the moonI had a job once in Penn Station (I had a job once in Penn Station)Down at a tie shop called Tiecoon (Down at a tie shop called Tiecoon)Every time my shift began, I'd see that quiet businessmanI'm leaving at the rising of the moon

They always ask me about pravdaIt's just the Russian word for truthYour consciousness is not my problemAnd I hope you know your brain's not bulletproof