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 of something different than I know
I try to slip the marching clock
but centipedes invade my thoughts
Without free will I heel and I go
I step onto that metal plate,
where it meets the dazzling sound of trains,
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
because 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, our crook'd necks long
city swans