For the Snakes by The Mountain Goats Lyrics

[Verse 1]
All your brambles, all your creeping vines
All of the trash that people leave behind
All your fine, fine columns poking up through the pond scum

[Refrain]
We will have uses for these things when we come

[Verse 2]
Cracks in the marble you hauled in from the quarry
These will be seen by all in all their glory
Long hidden shadows of the places they came from

[Refrain]
We will bring memories of these things when we come

[Bridge]
All your abandoned things
Once fine vestments, statues with wings
They have their uses, every one
Let me slither across them in the sun
[Verse 3]
Pale imitations that you brought back from afar
We will show them to you as they are
Wind through the ruins, high and lonesome

[Refrain]
We will have uses for these things when we come