The Pere Marquette
All the people in the suburbs,
They heard what you did
All the people cried for me like little kids
All the people on the sidewalk
They turned their heads
All the people are unruly when playing dead
It's gone on far too long
We bleed when we're told
A train will take me along
The pere marquette,
It's snowy on the road
It's gone on far too long
We bleed when we're told
A train will take me along
The pere marquette,
It's snowy on the road
I'm jealous of the nomads
Who leave what they don't need
I'm jealous of their selfishness,
Their sacrificial greed
I'm holding on, I'll hold until
My palms bleed
My blood will mix with water
And fade into the sea
I've been hiding in the city
Hiding on the third floor
Hiding from the brutal people
I'd flee the world for
Hiding in the city
Hiding on the third floor, and
One day you'll find me
Wishing I went home more
I've been hiding in the city
Hiding on the third floor
Hiding from the brutal people
I'd flee the world for
Hiding in the city
Hiding on the third floor, and
One day you'll find me
Wishing I went home more
It's gone on far too long
We bleed when we're told
A train will take me along
The pere marquette,
It's snowy on the road
It's gone on far too long
We bleed when we're told
A train will take me along
The pere marquette,
It's snowy on the road
A train will take me along
The pere marquette,
It's snowy on the road
They heard what you did
All the people cried for me like little kids
All the people on the sidewalk
They turned their heads
All the people are unruly when playing dead
It's gone on far too long
We bleed when we're told
A train will take me along
The pere marquette,
It's snowy on the road
It's gone on far too long
We bleed when we're told
A train will take me along
The pere marquette,
It's snowy on the road
I'm jealous of the nomads
Who leave what they don't need
I'm jealous of their selfishness,
Their sacrificial greed
I'm holding on, I'll hold until
My palms bleed
My blood will mix with water
And fade into the sea
I've been hiding in the city
Hiding on the third floor
Hiding from the brutal people
I'd flee the world for
Hiding in the city
Hiding on the third floor, and
One day you'll find me
Wishing I went home more
I've been hiding in the city
Hiding on the third floor
Hiding from the brutal people
I'd flee the world for
Hiding in the city
Hiding on the third floor, and
One day you'll find me
Wishing I went home more
It's gone on far too long
We bleed when we're told
A train will take me along
The pere marquette,
It's snowy on the road
It's gone on far too long
We bleed when we're told
A train will take me along
The pere marquette,
It's snowy on the road
A train will take me along
The pere marquette,
It's snowy on the road
Credits
Writer(s): Violet Bowdle
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