Climb The Ladder — Of Montreal

When I'm caught in a net and I haven't a clue All I've got to do is climb the ladder to you Climb the Ladder

When there are ghosts in my coat

and everything is askew All I've got to do is climb the ladder to you Climb the ladder to you

All of these faces are crowding around me with mouths open wide to devour But they have no impact no I do not cower knowing I'm safe in your tower

When my pencil tips broken and my brain is too All I've got to do is climb the ladder to you Climb the ladder

When I feel like an oar in a sunken canoe All I've got to do is climb the ladder to you Climb the ladder to you

All of these faces are crowding around me like grey paint caked on a flower But they have no impact no value no power knowing I'm safe in your tower