Myriad Harbour

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