Yoga
John Darnielle
[Verse 1]
We had our passports out and the kits to fix 'em up with
And the hurricane lamp threw our shadows on the ceiling
I watched 'em box with one another up there like Punch and Judy
It was lovely, it was awful, it was that kind of feeling
When you said it was real sure that there was nothing standing in our way
And the lie ran off and hid itself in the alleys all around Bombay
[Verse 2]
I saw you knock the lamp over while reaching for the scissors
And I wondered how we'd ever get by without it
And you fell into my arms then, sweet and gentle
Poison in the water, little doubt about it
And you said that one of us would be all alone someday
And the truth of it echoed inexhaustibly
Up and down the thoroughfares all across Bombay
[Outro]
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