
Date of issue: 17.05.2009
Record label: Sub Pop
Song language: English
The Trapeze Swinger |
Please, remember me happily |
By the rosebush laughing |
With bruises on my chin, the time when |
We counted every black car passing |
Your house beneath the hill |
And up until someone caught us in the kitchen |
With maps, a mountain range, a piggy bank |
A vision too removed to mention |
But please, remember me fondly |
I heard from someone you’re still pretty |
And then they went on to say |
That the pearly gates |
Had some eloquent graffiti |
Like «We'll meet again» and «Fuck the man» |
And «Tell my mother not to worry» |
And angels with their great handshakes |
Were always done in such a hurry |
And please, remember me that Halloween |
Making fools of all the neighbors |
Our faces painted white |
By midnight, we’d forgotten one another |
And when the morning came I was ashamed |
Only now it seems so silly |
That season left the world and then returned |
And now you’re lit up by the city |
So please, remember me mistakenly |
In the window of the tallest tower |
Calling passers-by but much too high |
To see the empty road at happy hour |
Gleam and resonate, just like the gates |
Around the holy kingdom |
With words like «Lost and found» and «Don't look down» |
And «Someone save temptation» |
And please, remember me as in the dream |
We had as rug-burned babies |
Among the fallen trees and fast asleep |
Beside the lions and the ladies |
That called you what you like and even might |
Give a gift for your behavior |
A fleeting chance to see a trapeze |
Swinger high as any savior |
But please, remember me, my misery |
And how it lost me all I wanted |
Those dogs that love the rain and chasing trains |
The colored birds above their running |
In circles around the well and where it spells |
On the wall behind St. Peter |
So bright, on cinder gray, in spray paint |
«Who the hell can see forever?» |
And please, remember me seldomly |
In the car behind the carnival |
My hand between your knees, you turned from me |
And said, «The trapeze act was wonderful |
But never meant to last», the clown that passed |
Saw me just come up with anger |
When it filled with circus dogs, the parking lot |
Had an element of danger |
So please, remember me finally |
And all my uphill clawing |
My dear, but if I make the pearly gates |
I’ll do my best to make a drawing |
Of God and Lucifer, a boy and girl |
An angel kissing on a sinner |
A monkey and a man, a marching band |
All around a frightened trapeze swinger |
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