Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Port Of Morrow, artist - the Shins. Date of issue: 18.03.2012
Song language: English
Port Of Morrow |
| Through the rain and all the clatter |
| Under the Fremont bridge I saw a pigeon fly |
| Fly in fear from the raptor come to take its life |
| And as it closed in for the capture |
| I funneled the fear through my ancient eyes |
| To see in flight, what I know are the bitter mechanics of life |
| Under my hat it reads «the lines are all imagined» |
| A fact of life I know to hide from my little girls |
| I know my place amongst the bugs and all the animals |
| And it’s from these ordinary people you are longing to be free |
| My hotel and on the TV |
| A preacher on a stage like a buzzard cries |
| Out a warning of phony sorrow, he’s trying to get a rise |
| The cyanide from an almond |
| Let him look at your hands, get the angles right |
| Ace of spades, port of morrow, life is death is life |
| I saw a photograph: Cologne in '27 |
| And then a postcard after the bombs in '45 |
| Must’ve been a world of evil clowns that let it happen |
| But now I recognize, dear listeners |
| That you were there and so was I |
| Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah |
| Under my hat I know the lines are all imagined |
| A fact of life I must impress on my little girls |
| I know my place amongst the creatures in the pageant |
| And there are flowers in the garbage, and a skull under your curls |
| Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah… |