Lyrics Daughter Movie - The Blue Aeroplanes

Daughter Movie

Saw a movie
Must be 'cause it moved
Moved all around me
All I could hear was my future daughter
With this high, feedback sound
Huh, surrounded by sun
And laughter
Last week I was wearing a suit
But heaven knows where that picture went
I wish you were chasing my blood round my system
I wish your clouds were raining in my cloud
Thanks for the conversation piece
My own luck to find the baby in the reeds
I’m not sure I can win them back
Turn around
Come here
Now we, not being used to letters
We say too much
In person’s better but the phone’s over the tracks
It’s broken and we’re not here
Otherwise we’d talk
Genuinely
Now you know i’m feeling
I am
It is
There’s a Mexican baby bothering me as i sit here writing this
He keeps pulling on my shoestrings
But what can I say
This is very sloppy writing today
For some reason i’m quite shakey
I don’t feel nervous
I wonder what it is
Yesterday I went to Hollywood to buy a neon plane
It was hard to be there again, seeing all the places we’d been
The plane’s being made as i write this
It should be with you in three to four weeks
It’s ninety for the plane and eighty for the shipping
Now does that make any sense?
PS Dear Other
I would like to see you again
It’s still not too late to be rained on by the same cloud
I am that cloud I should not be aloud
Can you hear this?
Or am I too loud?