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,
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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