The face of Earth will be wide.

Not white.

I walk along new construction roads.

Not I welcome the new construction roads.

More finches...some conceptual continuity in this song.

"I know the horizon is bright and motionless
Like an EKG of a dying woman"

Awesome.

Should be "I am getting baked, wasted, yeah."

Gorgeous song =)

In an interview with David Longstreth on Pitchfork, the interviewr asked if DL had ever been to Temecula, California.
This is his answer:

"I've driven through, yeah. As we're driving through it's just like, improbably brand new construction homes as far as the eye could see. [Former Dirty Projector] Susanna [Waiche] was like, "My grandfather and I used to go for picnics up when the flowers would bloom for like two weeks up in the hills here." It was so hard to imagine. My friend James Sumner [the animator who worked on The Getty Address] and I, were talking about how warehouses in the late 20th century were these bohemian zones for artists to camp out and work on their art projects. These disused spaces of a formerly industrial economy, or whatever. We were thinking about the same sort of thing happening when the kind of like social or economic impetus that drove these huge new construction swaths of suburbia and the exurbs of all these American cities. We imagined whole subdivisions would get colonized by these kids who paint the houses like these beautiful, crazy murals and work on their funny escapist utopian art projects in McMansions. [Laughs] So the song is sort of about that."

is there a word between getting and wasted?