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've got 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 I try to slip the marching clock But the centipededes invade my thoughts Without free will I heel and I go I step onto that metal plate, Where it meets the dazzlings sound of trains, sponsored links And I beg those trains to run Cause I can't look at you straight on You're made from something different than I know My eyes are on the sidewalk,
It's gum holding your feet I swear under my breath Becasue I'm starving in your gravity You're made from something different than I know You 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 cordwood of In petty dreams that leave me sleeping here, in your arms City swans, our crook'd necks long City swans And I can't look at you straight on You're made from something different than I know And it breaks my heart just like the day, That I looked down and I realized I'd been sailing so long I'd become the shore City swans, oour crook'd necks long City swans