The Bleeding Heart Show Lyrics - Twin Cinema - New Pornographers

I leapt across three or four beds into your arms 

Where I had hidden myself somewhere in your charm 

Our golden handshake has been smashed into this shape 

It's taken magic to a primitive new place 

Watch them run, although it's the minimum, heroic 

We hunched together in one chair out on the deck 

In snow that froze and fell down on the modern set 

It looked as if I picked your name out of a hat 

Next thing you know you are asleep in someone's lap 

Watch them run, although it's the minimum, heroic 

We quit the room 

Quit so our thoughts could rest 

Rest them, I'll never move? 

That's when we grab a hold 

Of whatever it is we fell into 

Lousy with your content 

With what the majestic cannot find 

In business of your lives 

The perception, it is wrong, mile after mile 

The phantom taste drinking wine from your heels