Myriad Harbour Lyrics
Myriad Harbour - The New Pornographers
Composed by：Dan Bejar
I took a plane I took a train
Ah who cares you always end up in the city
I said to Carl look up for once
See just how the sun sets in the sky
I said to John do you think the girls here
Ever wonder how they got so pretty
Oh well I do
Look out upon the Myriad Harbour
Look out upon the Myriad Harbour
Look out upon the Myriad Harbour
All the boys with their home-made microphones
Have very interesting sounds
All the girls falling to ruin
Dropping out of school breakin' daddy's heart
Just to hang around
I walked into the local record
Store and asked for an American music anthology
It sounds fun
They tore off my skirt and stuck
It on the walls of PS1
I took a plane I took a train
Ah who cares you always end up in the city
Stranded at bleecker and broadway
Looking for something to do
Someone somewhere asked me
Is there anything in particular I can help you with
All I ever wanted help with was you
Look out upon the Myriad Harbour
Look out upon the Myriad Harbour
Look out upon the Myriad Harbour
Look out upon the Myriad Harbour