Amy Millan - Wayward and Parliament lyrics

Man made moons they go on one by one When the sun is done for the day That's when the girls come by through the silver blinds We'll watch the drinking lie on the pavement That's our sentiment Down by the railway the bicycles are there An apocalyptic fair for the alive It's a sign the messengers they bring With their stainless steel wings on a 45 That plays our lullaby