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[00:00.000]Port Of Morrow - The Shins
[00:40.710]Through the rain and all the clatter
[00:44.390]Under the Fremont bridge I saw a pigeon fly
[00:48.440]Fly in fear from the raptor come to take its life
[00:56.510]And as it closed in for the capture
[01:00.790]I funneled the fear through my ancient eyes
[01:04.360]To see in flight
[01:06.230]What I know are the bitter mechanics of life
[01:12.770]Under my hat it reads"the lines are all imagined"
[01:20.710]A fact of life I know to hide from my little girls
[01:28.630]I know my place amongst the bugs and all the animals
[01:36.460]And it's from these ordinary people you are longing to be free
[01:48.090]My hotel and on the TV
[01:52.410]A preacher on a stage like a buzzard cries
[01:56.150]Out a warning of phony sorrow he's trying to get a rise
[02:03.700]The cyanide of an almond
[02:07.770]Let him look at your hands get the angles right
[02:11.660]Ace of spades port of morrow life is death is life
[02:20.190]I saw a photograph: Cologne in '27
[02:28.120]And then a postcard after the bombs in '45
[02:35.850]Must've been a world of evil clowns that let it happen
[02:44.330]But now I recognize dear listeners
[02:48.220]That you were there and so was I
[02:53.060]Ah ah ah ah ah
[03:29.640]Under my hat I know the lines are all imagined
[03:37.400]A fact of life I must impress on my little girls
[03:45.490]I know my place amongst the creatures in the pageant
[03:53.750]And there are flowers in the garbage
[03:57.930]And a skull under your curls
[04:05.230]Ah ah ah ah ah