Marching Bands of Manhattan

  • If I could open my arms
    And span the length of the isle of Manhattan
    I'd bring it to where you are
    Making a lake of the East River and Hudson

    If I could open my mouth
    Wide enough for a marching band to march out
    They would make your name sing
    And bend through allies and bounce off all the buildings

    I wish we could open our eyes
    To see in all directions at the same
    Oh what a beautiful view
    If you were never aware of what was around you

    And it is true what you said
    That I live like a hermit in my own head
    But when the sun shines again
    I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in

    Sorrow drips into your heart through a pin hole
    Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
    But while you debate half empty and half full
    It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

    Sorrow drips into your heart through a pin hole
    Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
    But while you debate half empty and half full
    It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

    Sorrow drips into your heart through a pin hole
    Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
    But while you debate half empty and half full
    It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

    Sorrow drips into your heart through a pin hole
    Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
    But while you debate half empty and half full
    It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

    Your love is gonna drown
    Your love is gonna drown
    Your love is gonna drown
    Your love is gonna Writer/s: BENJAMIN GIBBARD
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management
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