Myriad Harbour

I took a plane, I took a train

(Ah, who cares, you always end up in the city)

I said to Carl, "Look up for once"

(See just how the sun sets in the sky)

I said to John, "Do you think the girls here

(Ever wonder how they got so pretty?)

Oh, well I do!"

Look out upon the myriad harbour

Look out upon the myriad harbour

Look out upon the myriad harbour

All the boys, with their home-made microphones

(Have very interesting sounds)

All the girls falling to ruin, dropping out of school, breakin' daddy's heart

(Just to hang around)

I walked into the local record store and asked for an American music anthology

It sounds fun

They tore off my sketch and stuck it on the walls of PS1

I took a plane, I took a train

(Ah, who cares, you always end up in the city)

Stranded at Bleecker and Broadway

Looking for something to do

Someone somewhere asked me, "Is there anything in particular I can help you with?"

(All I ever wanted help with was you)

Look out upon the myriad harbour

Look out upon the myriad harbour

Look out upon the myriad harbour

Look out upon the myriad harbour