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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The New Pornographers
The New Pornographers
Performer
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
Vocals
Blaine Thurier
Blaine Thurier
Keyboards
Dan Bejar
Dan Bejar
Synthesizer
John Collins
John Collins
Bass Guitar
Kathryn Calder
Kathryn Calder
Piano
Kurt Dahle
Kurt Dahle
Drums
Neko Case
Neko Case
Vocals
Nora O'Connor
Nora O'Connor
Vocals
Shaun Brodie
Shaun Brodie
Trumpet
Todd Fancey
Todd Fancey
Electric Guitar
Todd MacDonald
Todd MacDonald
Mandolin
Tyr Jami
Tyr Jami
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
A.C. Newman
A.C. Newman
Producer
John Collins
John Collins
Producer
Kurt Dahle
Kurt Dahle
Producer
Brandon Cherrington
Brandon Cherrington
Assistant Engineer
David Carswell
David Carswell
Producer
Howard Redekopp
Howard Redekopp
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I leapt across three or four beds into your arms
Where I had hidden myself somewhere in your charm
Our golden handshake has been smashed into this shape
It's taken magic to a primitive new place
Watch them run although it's the minimum heroic
[Verse 2]
We hunched together in one chair out on the deck
In snow that froze and fell down on the modern set
It looked as if I picked your name out of a hat
Next thing you know you are asleep in someone's lap
Watch them run although it's the minimum heroic
[Verse 3]
We quit the room, quit so our thoughts could rest
Rest them or let them move and that's when we're tryin' to hold
On whatever it is we fell into, lousy with your contempt
With what the majestic cannot find in the business of your lives
The perception, it is wrong mile after mile
The phantom son's drinking wine from your heels
[Verse 4]
(Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la)
(Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la)
(Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la)
We have arrived too late to play the bleeding heart show
(Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la)
We have arrived too late to play the bleeding heart show
(Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la)
We have arrived too late to play the bleeding heart show
(Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la)
We have arrived too late to play the bleeding heart show
(Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la)
We have arrived
(Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la)
We have arrived
(Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la, hey-la)
(Hey-la, hey-la, hey-la)
Written by: A.C. Newman

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