Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sax Rohmer #1, artist - The Mountain Goats. Album song Heretic Pride, in the genre ИндиDate of issue: 16.02.2008
Record label: 4AD
Song language: English
Sax Rohmer #1 |
| Fog lifts from the harbor, dawn goes down to day |
| An agent crests the shadows of the nearby alleyway |
| Piles of broken bricks, sign posts on the path |
| Every moment points towards the aftermath |
| Yeah ah ah |
| Sailors straggle back from their nights out on the town |
| Hopeless urchins from the city gather around |
| Spies from imperial China wash in with the tide |
| Every battle heads toward surrender on both sides |
| And I am coming home to you |
| With my own blood in my mouth |
| And I am coming home to you |
| If it’s the last thing that I do |
| Bells ring in the tower, wolves howl in the hills |
| Chalk marks show up on a few high windowsills |
| And a rabbit gives up somewhere, and a dozen hawks descend |
| Every moment leads toward its own sad end |
| Yeah ah ah |
| Ships loosed from their moorings capsize and then they’re gone |
| Sailors with no captains watch awhile and then move on |
| And an agent crests the shadows and I head in her direction |
| All roads lead toward the same blocked intersection |
| I am coming home to you |
| With my own blood in my mouth |
| And I am coming home to you |
| If it’s the last thing that I do |