Eleanor Friedberger - Owl's Head Park lyrics

I heard they got used bicycle parts down in Coney Island There's a Russian there who makes them out on Surf Avenue I chose my seat and my wheels, one pink and one white He said come back in an hour, but I got nothing to do I gave him sixty bucks, I guess they must've been stolen, maybe found Finally they found their way back to me or you I don't know the way from Owl's Head Park I don't know the name of Owl's Head Park You know it only rains in Owl's Head Park The win feels just the same I only took one picture that day It's me on the bike posing next to a white Lamborghini on Manhattan Avenue In front of that tiny, tiny restaurant Where we had dinner and watched TV Was hanging from the ceiling in the corner I strained my neck to see It's the only photo I have of that bike on that day The boys on the F-Train said that frame was fresh It was the color blue But I didn't know my way so I couldn't get home to you I didn't know my way so I couldn't ride home to you I had to connect! I don't know the way from Owl's Head Park I don't know the name of Owl's Head Park You know it only rains in Owl's Head Park The wind feels just the same But it came to me in a fever dream You're only here for two days, so it seems I don't know the way from Owl's Head Park, it's the same I couldn't find my way back from the beach that day Some say it's Bath Beach, some say it's Diker Heights I imagine Governor's Island is Shutter Island I imagine Christopher Walken as a dancer named Ryan It just don't seem right! It just don't seem right Why I make the most of the dream It just don't seem... it just don't seem right I don't know the way from Owl's Head Park I don't know the name of Owl's Head Park You know it only rains in Owl's Head Park The wind feels just the same