Marianne
Marianne calls from the sea
The air here is sweet, she says, but, she says, she's out of money so please
The wire comes in and she's gone like the breeze
Her parents drive up to the coast
Her picture is old, they say, but, they say, if you see Marianne, call
Vacationers shake their heads no
Hope you find her though
Jacob's apartment is full
The names are a blur, he says, but, he says, I'll sell you something for sure
The colors are never so pure as when purchased
And Marianne wakes on the couch
Toothbrush in mouth, she says, baby I'm staying till you kick me out
So that's a few years crossed out somehow
Chasing cerulean foam
And the dealers tap out, but the fates never fold
Counting cards you don't believe in
Honey I've crossed your kind in back alleys before
Selling all the family secrets
So they can get close to cerulean youths that they know
They know, they know take one hit more
Marianne always makes friends
The world is fucked up, they say, but, they say, come this way I've got enough
It's a thin kind of transient love, but it's touching
And Marianne swears there was blue last time she tried it
Says I don't know why it's not working with you like it used to do
Is that true for you too?
Chasing cerulean glow
And the dealers tap out, but the fates never fold
Counting cards you don't believe in
Honey I've crossed your kind in back alleys before
Selling all the family secrets
So they can get close to cerulean youths that they know
They know, they know take one hit more
Marianne, tell me the score
You're here at my door, just say you're okay
I'll make sure of that but no more
I'm not what you're looking for
Marianne where have you been?
You've seen the world, you say, curling its tail and unfurling again
It's cold outside, you should come in for a minute
I won't call your parents, I won't tell a soul
Just promise you'll stay while I get you a coat
Marianne where'd you go
Chasing cerulean ghosts
And your world got washed out
But I see you in gold
Colors that you don't believe in
Honey I've crossed your mind
But I never could hold
Take me back before you'd seen it
So we could get close to cerulean blues cuz I know
I know, I know we'd make our own
The air here is sweet, she says, but, she says, she's out of money so please
The wire comes in and she's gone like the breeze
Her parents drive up to the coast
Her picture is old, they say, but, they say, if you see Marianne, call
Vacationers shake their heads no
Hope you find her though
Jacob's apartment is full
The names are a blur, he says, but, he says, I'll sell you something for sure
The colors are never so pure as when purchased
And Marianne wakes on the couch
Toothbrush in mouth, she says, baby I'm staying till you kick me out
So that's a few years crossed out somehow
Chasing cerulean foam
And the dealers tap out, but the fates never fold
Counting cards you don't believe in
Honey I've crossed your kind in back alleys before
Selling all the family secrets
So they can get close to cerulean youths that they know
They know, they know take one hit more
Marianne always makes friends
The world is fucked up, they say, but, they say, come this way I've got enough
It's a thin kind of transient love, but it's touching
And Marianne swears there was blue last time she tried it
Says I don't know why it's not working with you like it used to do
Is that true for you too?
Chasing cerulean glow
And the dealers tap out, but the fates never fold
Counting cards you don't believe in
Honey I've crossed your kind in back alleys before
Selling all the family secrets
So they can get close to cerulean youths that they know
They know, they know take one hit more
Marianne, tell me the score
You're here at my door, just say you're okay
I'll make sure of that but no more
I'm not what you're looking for
Marianne where have you been?
You've seen the world, you say, curling its tail and unfurling again
It's cold outside, you should come in for a minute
I won't call your parents, I won't tell a soul
Just promise you'll stay while I get you a coat
Marianne where'd you go
Chasing cerulean ghosts
And your world got washed out
But I see you in gold
Colors that you don't believe in
Honey I've crossed your mind
But I never could hold
Take me back before you'd seen it
So we could get close to cerulean blues cuz I know
I know, I know we'd make our own
Credits
Writer(s): Devon Halliday
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.