Maps & Atlases Fever lyrics

when the fever passes at the bottom of the cotton in the background in the background of the flood dry among the wet and the rotten when the fever passes next to the brimming well the worst is more than over and anyone can tell when the fever passes and we're all back in our nests we'll be extravagant hosts instead of imposing guests and all that you know of this is what you have heard I'm not sure even the best of us can care all the time when the fever passes when we don't know what to do we'll buy twice as many comforts just like we used to do when the fever passes when the fever clears we'll look back on these quietly like they're someone else's years