Distant Stations

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Andrew Bird - Rock, Folk Rock

Distant Stations

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[Verse 1] I found an old rock In the dry dirt outside The door of my motel room It was a triangle With soft, round edges And a split down the middle of one corner It was darker than English moss Green like the soft frills of a peacock's plume [Chorus 1] I waited for you But I never told you where I was It was you who taught me How to write these kinds of equations And I waited on the steps for you And I hid in the bushes whenever a car pulled into the parking lot You taught me how to listen To these Distant stations (distant stations) Distant stations (distant stations) Distant stations [Interlude: Instrumental] [Verse 2] I saw the sky break I threw a rock at a crow who was playing in the mulch of some rosebushes by the motel office And I missed him By a good yard or two And I sang old songs from nowhere Los Angeles to Albuquerque I said a small prayer for the poor and the naked and the hungry And I prayed real hard for you [Chorus 2] I waited for you But I never told you where I was It was you who taught me How to write these kinds of equations I waited on the steps for you And I hid in the bushes whenever a car pulled into the parking lot You taught me how to listen To these Distant stations (distant stations) Distant stations (distant stations) Distant stations (distant stations) Distant stations (distant stations) I waited on the steps for you; distant stations (Distant stations) These kinds of equations; distant stations (Distant stations) The naked and the hungry; distant stations (Distant stations) Aw yeah I prayed real hard for you; distant stations (Distant stations) [Outro: Instrumental]

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  • John Darnielle