Texty:
Wolf Parade Expo 86

Maybe I just don't understand Make me feel like another man And I kissed you there on orchard road Oooh oh oooh oooh Pulled the car from the empty street

I - I'm the wall of sand, and stone, and you - you're some kind of ivy I'm trying to hold as best as I can. But I'm a disaster! I could not be burning

Early morning Sun has risen gold and chrome for Anastasia Wake up slowly out the window someone calls for Anastasia And I don't know how to stop it

You lived in a place long, long ago Where nothing moved and time went slow And someone sang about a Golden Age In Cenetaph Park, drinking in the dark

Cave-o-sapien - you were made for breaking of my back. As I carried you past quiet houses, kicking through the roses in the yard, I spied the wildflower

What did my lover say when she was driving with you? I could not see her face from my new bed. I don't think I should be sorry for things I do in

Maybe I just don't understand Made me feel like another man When I kissed you there on Orchard Road Oh oh Heard a call from the empty street An empty

Oh you, old thing. Still got vibrations in your streets. They move me to come down from the chandelier I have been watching you from. Bon soir, bon

In the aftermath of storms I'll let you use my hammer. I was emboldened, so I went and stole it, in the cover of the wailing of the storm. My man, I