Myriad Harbour

I took a plane, I took a train (Ah, who cares, you always end up in the city) I said to Carl, look up for once (See just how the sun sets in the sky) I said to John, do you think the girls here (Ever wonder how they got so pretty?) Oh well I do! Look out upon the Myriad Harbour Look out upon the Myriad Harbour Look out upon the Myriad Harbour All the boys, with their home-made microphones (Have very interesting sounds) All the girls falling to ruin, dropping out of school, breakin' daddy's heart (Just to hang around) I walked into the local record store and asked for an American music anthology It sounds fun They tore off my skirt and stuck it on the walls of PS1 I took a plane, I took a train (Ah, who cares, you always end up in the city) Stranded at Bleecker and Broadway Looking for something to do Someone somewhere asked me, "is there anything in particular I can help you with?" (All I ever wanted help with was you) Look out upon the Myriad Harbour Look out upon the Myriad Harbour Look out upon the Myriad Harbour Look out upon the Myriad Harbour