Standard Tuning

[Intro]
  
  

[Verse 1]
            
Make a hole wi

             
th a gun perpe

  
ndicular
            
To the name of

             
 this town in 

    
a desktop glob

e
             
Exit wound in 

          
a foreign nati


on
             
Showing the ho

             
me of the one 

          
this was writt

en for
            
My apartment l

            
ooks upside do

wn from there
            
Water spirals 

             
the wrong way 

 
out the sink
             
And her voice 

           
is a backwards

   
 record
             
It's like a wh

             
irlpool and it

  
 never ends

[Chorus]
            
Ana Ng and I a

             
re getting old

          
 and we still 

haven't walked
           
In the glow of

              
 each other's 

     
majestic prese

nce
            
Listen Ana hea

             
r my words, th

           
ey're the ones

 you would thi

nk
           
I would say if

              
 there was a m

      
e for you

[Verse 2]
            
All alone at t

    
he '64 World's

 Fair
            
Eighty dolls y

             
elling "Small 

       
girl after all

"
             
Who was at the

         
 Dupont Pavili

on?
             
Why was the be

             
nch still warm

           
? Who had been

 there?
            
Or the time wh

             
en the storm t

        
angled up the 

wire
            
To the horn on

             
 the pole at t

    
he bus depot
             
And in the bac

            
k of the edge 

     
of hearing
             
These are the 

              
words that the

             
 voice was rep


eating:

[Chorus]
            
Ana Ng and I a

             
re getting old

          
 and we still 

haven't walked
           
In the glow of

              
 each other's 

     
majestic prese

nce
            
Listen Ana hea

             
r my words, th

           
ey're the ones

 you would thi

nk
           
I would say if

              
 there was a m

      
e for you

[Bridge]
            
When I was dri

             
ving once I sa

             
w this painted

 
 on a bridge:
             
"I don't want 

            
the world, I j

             
ust want your 

 
half"

[Verse]
            
They don't nee

             
d me here, and

    
 I know you're

 there
            
Where the worl

             
d goes by like

       
 the humid air
             
And it sticks 

           
like a broken 

   
record
             
Everything sti

            
cks like a bro

      
ken record
             
Everything sti

           
cks until it g

    
oes away
             
And the truth 

             
is, we don't k

     
now anything

[Chorus] (x2)
            
Ana Ng and I a

             
re getting old

          
 and we still 

haven't walked
           
In the glow of

              
 each other's 

     
majestic prese

nce
            
Listen Ana hea

             
r my words, th

           
ey're the ones

 you would thi

nk
           
I would say if

              
 there was a m

      
e for you
  

[Outro]