Local Swan 歌词

	In Montreal’s tiny pond
	she and I we smoulder
	the local swan, my amazon
	with coathanger shoulders
	My god, it’s a mirage; she’s booking to go.
	I’ll swim the St. Laurent cause I lost her and I succumb.
	When all your nights are starry blurs
	will you remember me?
	When all your friends are photographers
	will you remember me?
	I refuse
	to reminisce
	needle cracks and tape hiss.
	Blue tattoos of the things I miss
	are they bruise or cicatrice?
	oh no, fear the plateau
	there’s no up or down
	costars and Hollywood tsars they flood my mind and I drown
	Walking by your window, I called you for the first time
	“yeah, the one who spilled my drink on you last night.”
	and in my underlit apartment, you let me paint you by the flame.
	I’ve painted you a hundred times and still can’t sign my name.
	When all your nights are starry blurs
	will you remember me?
	When all your friends are photographers
	will you remember me?
	the scene is set to see your face
	on every silver screen.
	When all you need is a hiding place
	will you remember me?

	In Montreal' s tiny pond
	she and I we smoulder
	the local swan, my amazon
	with coathanger shoulders
	My god, it' s a mirage she' s booking to go.
	I' ll swim the St. Laurent cause I lost her and I succumb.
	When all your nights are starry blurs
	will you remember me?
	When all your friends are photographers
	will you remember me?
	I refuse
	to reminisce
	needle cracks and tape hiss.
	Blue tattoos of the things I miss
	are they bruise or cicatrice?
	oh no, fear the plateau
	there' s no up or down
	costars and Hollywood tsars they flood my mind and I drown
	Walking by your window, I called you for the first time
	" yeah, the one who spilled my drink on you last night."
	and in my underlit apartment, you let me paint you by the flame.
	I' ve painted you a hundred times and still can' t sign my name.
	When all your nights are starry blurs
	will you remember me?
	When all your friends are photographers
	will you remember me?
	the scene is set to see your face
	on every silver screen.
	When all you need is a hiding place
	will you remember me?

	In Montreal' s tiny pond
	she and I we smoulder
	the local swan, my amazon
	with coathanger shoulders
	My god, it' s a mirage she' s booking to go.
	I' ll swim the St. Laurent cause I lost her and I succumb.
	When all your nights are starry blurs
	will you remember me?
	When all your friends are photographers
	will you remember me?
	I refuse
	to reminisce
	needle cracks and tape hiss.
	Blue tattoos of the things I miss
	are they bruise or cicatrice?
	oh no, fear the plateau
	there' s no up or down
	costars and Hollywood tsars they flood my mind and I drown
	Walking by your window, I called you for the first time
	" yeah, the one who spilled my drink on you last night."
	and in my underlit apartment, you let me paint you by the flame.
	I' ve painted you a hundred times and still can' t sign my name.
	When all your nights are starry blurs
	will you remember me?
	When all your friends are photographers
	will you remember me?
	the scene is set to see your face
	on every silver screen.
	When all you need is a hiding place
	will you remember me?

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