Polar Bear Club - Olde Fisher Burial Ground lyrics

rate me

There's always music playing near the fountains<br />

And I don't think I've ever seen the band<br />

The people, they walk briskly through the courtyard<br />

With their kids and plastic bags in either hand<br />

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All this waiting and no one is calling out<br />

The sound of footsteps makes room tones fade and drown<br />

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There are speakers on a pole in every corner<br />

The wires go unchecked for days and days<br />

Dry leaves gather at bases of buildings<br />

What will become of here when wires fray, when wires fray<br />

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All this waiting and no one is calling out<br />

The sound of footsteps makes room tones fade and drown<br />

Like reveille at dawn to me, the floor is shaking<br />

All this waiting and no one is calling out<br />

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Seven stones they stand on city limits with their backs to the town<br />

No one knows the story, it's how they'd want it. It's how they wanted to be found<br />

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No escape, No relationship<br />

No escape and only one to miss<br />

There's the Fisher plot off highway twenty two<br />

It overlooks the road from raised ground<br />

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Seven stones they stand on city limits with their backs to the town<br />

No one knows the story, it's how they'd want it. It's how they wanted to be found<br />

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No escape, no relationship<br />

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I know I'm small-time, I know this city's mind, I've seen some places<br />

So what I take and what I leave are one the same (one and the same)<br />

They're nothing

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