ترانه:
The New Pornographers Together

me a tall tale, go, shout it out, Silhouette shout from the top, Sweet talk, Sweet talk Yeah, Sweet talk, Sweet talk Amnesia becomes ambition, Ambition becomes a new

is Upon us. You always loved short story form, The signs behind it, the hidden doors. You live for flame when the attraction's new, The leathers pulled

If you can't see my mirrors I see you coming around, yeah You're coming around If you can't see my mirrors I see you coming around, yeah You're coming

Put-put-put your hands together For the silver bullet make me Put-put-put your heads together For the cause and cure we're waiting Digging through and

You live by another set of rules A 747 just left with you And now early every morning I come to Somebody took a bite out of my bed - you Well if it

She was only ever passing through She's only ever passing through Carlitas and You Was the name of her act And it's true To love her Is all I can do

, tell me a tall tale, go Shout it out Silhouette, shout it from the top Sweet talk, sweet talk Your sweet talk, sweet talk Amnesia becomes ambition Ambition becomes a new

I believe You've had some- thing that's mine All this time So to sing along, cry Fork it over I live among The alarms Where I trip Where they sing So