Paroles de The Pocket Orchestra's Death Song
When Nana asked the pocket orchestra to come and play for herI didn’t know how to tell her they had broken up again
Who was sent for but a lone trumpeter?
And so he played an air that hung still like a childhood
She was hardly fooled, but nonetheless she told him it was very good
Empty as evening, I dropped him to work
And there I was, with no one to my name anymore
Alone by seventeen years of streamlining
Redialling a number I had kept to order something
There is a shallow cutout water feature
That’s shadowed by three-story structures
A ghost pleading his case by them, woah yeah
That evening, my eyes were embarrassed
The pollen assaulted the palate
The ghost knew I had been to her
And a death song came to life
And there I was, with no one to my name anymore
Alone by seventeen years of streamlining
Redialling a number I had kept to order something
There is a shallow cutout water feature
That’s shadowed by three-story structures
A ghost pleading his case by them, woah yeah
That evening, my eyes were embarrassed
The pollen assaulted the palate
The ghost knew I had been to her
And a death song came to life
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