Baby, come out
I’ll meet you in the street
At the place by the old fire station
We’ll get something to eat like we talked about
Baby, come down
It’s been a while now
I have so many things I could tell you
if my stubborn mouth doesn’t let me down
And I can’t look at you straight on
You’re made from something different than I know
Try to slip the marching clock
But centipedes invade my thoughts
Without free will, I heel and I go
Step onto that metal plate
Where it meets the dazzling sound of trains
And I beg those trains to run
Cus I can’t look at you straight on
You’re made from something different than I know
My eyes run the sidewalk it’s gung-ho ___??
I swear under my breath because I’m starving in your gravity
You’re made from something different than I know
Linger just a little long
I see your gun is drawn with the safety on
You can walk me back to my hotel like it was home
And I smell those fools you made ___ (??)
In petty dreams that leave me sleeping here in your arms
City swans
Our crooked necks long
City swans
I can’t look at you straight on
You’re made from something different than I know
that I looked down and I realized
I’d been sailing so long I’d become the shore
City swans
Our crooked necks long
City swans