You call me all the right words But the right words sound so wrong You say that I'm changing I guess I will before too long Will you give me a way out
my wings are like this all my words on his lips and my brain is on edge i'm next to the bed where i saw you my weight is like his we both lost what
waiting for the night to crawl into your heart a party in a warehouse loft to keep you calm but this is not the way it always used to seem and this
All the ways that I called you brother You couldn?t wait, but I could never find another All the days, all the waiting hours I lost your weight, but
white waves that crash before us call out some siren?s chorus still heaven waits for no one here carved out a perfect circle right where the memory left
I am an apple tree, covered up in your leaves And no one else can feel my skin Your head?s a burning cloud, that never lets it out, Until the desert
a photograph and a whisper will find me in the night like the sound of sad dogs wishing they could cry it?s something only we know underneath street lights
that look will take me right to the ground and I?ll be laughing the whole way down with thunder beneath us all i want to feel is your arms i know i?m
drop me off at an airstrip. a??There'll be another plane by here couple of weeks; see ya; good luck.a?? I never did make it all the way to the geographic
Traducció: Laurie Anderson. El Pol Nord Geogràfic.
