The New Pornographers - Born With A Sound Lyrics
There's death in the breadlineThere's deaths on the vineI wanted you quite oftenIn that I wanted you all of the timeI've been up all nightI've been up all dayI was into the illusionI was into the never-ending sceneAnd the sound of confusionIn the riversideI've been up all nightI've been up all daySinging a mistresses' tanguerayI had a sound in my headBut I couldn't find the wordsTo get it outNow I know love is the wayGet it outI had a sound in my headBut I couldn't find the wordsTo get it outNow I know love is the wayGet it out, get it outI see death in the breadlineI see deaths on the vineI want you quite oftenI want you all of the timeI had a sound in my headAnd I couldn't get it out, get it outI've been up all nightI've been up all dayI was born with a sound