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the-postal-service — Brand New Colony

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Smeared black ink... your palms are sweaty And I'm barely listening to last demands I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's...
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles In our eyes are mirror images and when We kiss they're perfectly aligned And...
Last week I had the strangest dream Where everything was exactly how it seemed Where there was never any mystery of who shot...
Will someone please call a surgeon Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart That you're deserting for...
I take a breath and pull the air in 'til there's nothing left I'm feeling green like teenage lovers between the sheets ...
I was waiting for a cross-town train in the London underground when it struck me That I've been waiting since birth to find a love...
I've got a cupboard with cans of food, filtered water, And pictures of you and I'm not coming out Until this is all over...
This place is a prison And these people aren't your friends Inhaling thrills through $20 bills And the tumblers are...
I'll be the grapes fermented, Bottled and served with the table set in my finest suit Like a perfect gentlemen...
I'll write you a song and it won't be hard to sing It will be a natural anthem, familiar it will seem It will rally all the...





I'll be the grapes fermented,
Bottled and served with the table set in my finest suit
Like a perfect gentlemen
I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the ancient brick
Where you will sit and contemplate your day

I'll be the waterwings that save you if you start drowning
In an open tab when your judgment's on the brink
I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite
Albums back as you're lying there drifting off to sleep...
I'll be the platform shoes and undo what heredity's done to you...
You won't have to strain to look into my eyes
I'll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped straight to the throat
With the collar up so you won't catch a cold



I want to take you far from the cynics in this town
And kiss you on the mouth
We'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of this scene,
Start a brand new colony
Where everything will change,
We'll give ourselves new names (identities erased)
The sun will heat the grounds
Under our bare feet in this brand new colony
Everything will change, oOo oOo...

[Thanks to pardonsheryl@yahoo.com for these lyrics]
[Thanks to stuthegoo@hotmail.com, kathryna13@gmail.com, paulstemp@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics]





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