Tremblings of Trails - The Young Knives

Tremblings of Trails Lyrics

We come undone in foreign parts
Our home is heavy in our hearts
But theres a bubble in Karachi
A Puerto Rican Joan and chachiThe spirit of this place has long gone
In fact, I think it never had one
So terrible and out of place
Weve got the same decrepit starsGot my papers and my ticket for the train
To anywhere, anywhere
Got my papers and my ticket for the train
To anywhere, anywhereGot my papers
Got my papersWe tread with people in their paths
Follow their signs and mystic marks
A mug of tea, a cup of sake
A Virgin Mary with the MarquisBy canoe and coracle
I solely own my carryall
Counting different colored cars
Weve got the same decrepit starsMy plan has failed
Tremblings of trails

Yearning comforts of the dales +
I'm sorry, sorryGot my papers
Got my papers
Got my papersGot my papers and my ticket for the train
To anywhere, anywhere
Got my papers and my ticket for the train
To anywhere, anywhere