Comet Song
The city shines
A silver street lamp
Glistens in the snow
Shiver as I'm walking by
Just knowing what I know
I guess this wild wanderlust
Just got out of control
Wish I could apologize
And come in from the cold
"Where are you going?"
Or, "Where have you been?"
Questions that you'll never ask again
I heard the words, I took my turn
Another eulogy
Not sure I can hang if this is
How it's gonna be
We reminisce on innocence
Then plunge into the sea
The Super 8 keeps flickering
With choppy memories
Spent decades in search of
What meant so much to you
Then sold the whole collection
Because the rent was due
You clenched your fist and threw the dish
And called me Peter Pan
Your aim's not very accurate
And I thank God for that
Although I told you many times
I'm not much of a man
You held out hope believing that
At least I might pretend
Vacuumed up all of the fairy dust
Held Savasana on the floor
Just felt like dying
When you thought of us
You clapped your hands and hoped for an encore
So young and sunburnt
We walked on an empty beach
The surface was so shiny
With nothing underneath
There's tulips in the wheelbarrow
There's cherries in the tree
There's a comet in the sky at least
One night a century
And I will always wait for you
If you will wait for me
Like a baby or apocalypse
That we will never see
Little infant in a plastic box
Shedding incubator tears
She doesn't know yet
What a comet does
You're approaching
Even as you
Disappear
We used to have these, like, bands
There were thousands of them
Maybe you're alone
Maybe you're not
Doesn't really matter
Consider the source
Sorry baby, I was dreaming of you
You were in my dreams
Do you love me? (I need you)
Yes, I love you
How much you love me, like?
I don't wanna talk about that
I think I will turn the microphone off
A silver street lamp
Glistens in the snow
Shiver as I'm walking by
Just knowing what I know
I guess this wild wanderlust
Just got out of control
Wish I could apologize
And come in from the cold
"Where are you going?"
Or, "Where have you been?"
Questions that you'll never ask again
I heard the words, I took my turn
Another eulogy
Not sure I can hang if this is
How it's gonna be
We reminisce on innocence
Then plunge into the sea
The Super 8 keeps flickering
With choppy memories
Spent decades in search of
What meant so much to you
Then sold the whole collection
Because the rent was due
You clenched your fist and threw the dish
And called me Peter Pan
Your aim's not very accurate
And I thank God for that
Although I told you many times
I'm not much of a man
You held out hope believing that
At least I might pretend
Vacuumed up all of the fairy dust
Held Savasana on the floor
Just felt like dying
When you thought of us
You clapped your hands and hoped for an encore
So young and sunburnt
We walked on an empty beach
The surface was so shiny
With nothing underneath
There's tulips in the wheelbarrow
There's cherries in the tree
There's a comet in the sky at least
One night a century
And I will always wait for you
If you will wait for me
Like a baby or apocalypse
That we will never see
Little infant in a plastic box
Shedding incubator tears
She doesn't know yet
What a comet does
You're approaching
Even as you
Disappear
We used to have these, like, bands
There were thousands of them
Maybe you're alone
Maybe you're not
Doesn't really matter
Consider the source
Sorry baby, I was dreaming of you
You were in my dreams
Do you love me? (I need you)
Yes, I love you
How much you love me, like?
I don't wanna talk about that
I think I will turn the microphone off
Credits
Writer(s): Conor Oberst, Nathaniel Walcott, Michael Williams
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- Just Once in the World
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- Hot Car in the Sun
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- Pan and Broom (Eve Maret Remix)
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- The People's Key: A Companion - EP
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