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The New Pornographers:The Bleeding Heart Show
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This song is performed by The New Pornographers and appears on the album Twin Cinema (2005).
I leapt across three or four beds into your arms,
Where I had hidden myself somewhere in your charm.
Our golden handshake has been smashed into this shape,
It's taken magic to a primitive new place.
Watch 'em run, although it's the minimum, heroic.
We hunched together in one chair out on the deck,
In snow that froze and fell down on the modern set.
It looked as if I picked your name out of a hat,
Next thing you know you are asleep in someone’s lap.
Watch 'em run, although it's the minimum, heroic.
We quit the room, quit so our thoughts could rest
Rest them, I'll never move.
That's when we grab ahold of whatever it is we fell into.
Lousy with your kept time with what the majestic cannot find.
In the business of your lives, the perception, it is wrong.
Mile after mile, the phantom taste drinking wine from your heels.
We have arrived too late to play the bleeding heart show.
Where I had hidden myself somewhere in your charm.
Our golden handshake has been smashed into this shape,
It's taken magic to a primitive new place.
Watch 'em run, although it's the minimum, heroic.
We hunched together in one chair out on the deck,
In snow that froze and fell down on the modern set.
It looked as if I picked your name out of a hat,
Next thing you know you are asleep in someone’s lap.
Watch 'em run, although it's the minimum, heroic.
We quit the room, quit so our thoughts could rest
Rest them, I'll never move.
That's when we grab ahold of whatever it is we fell into.
Lousy with your kept time with what the majestic cannot find.
In the business of your lives, the perception, it is wrong.
Mile after mile, the phantom taste drinking wine from your heels.
We have arrived too late to play the bleeding heart show.
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