Marching With The Fools歌词
City
Swan
Neko
Case.Baby,
come
outI'll
meet
you
in
the
streetAt
the
place
by
the
old
fire
stationWe'll
get
something
to
eat,Like
we
talked
about..Baby,
come
downIt's
been
a
while
nowI've
got
so
many
things
I
could
tell
you,If
my
stubborn
mouth
doesn't
let
me
down..And
I
can't
look
at
you
straight-onYou're
made
from
something
different
than
I
know.I
try
to
slip
the
marching
clockBut
centipedes
invade
my
thoughtsWithout
free
will
I
heel
and
I
goI
step
onto
that
metal
plate,Where
it
meets
the
dazzling
sound
of
trains,And
I
beg
those
trains
to
run..Cause
I
can't
look
at
you
straight-onYou're
made
from
something
different
than
I
know.My
eyes
are
on
the
sidewalk,It's
gum
holding
your
feetI
swear
under
my
breathBecause
I'm
starving
in
your
gravityYou're
made
from
something
different
than
I
know