Lyrics Lisa Hannigan – Passenger
Text:
Walking round Chicago,
I have smuggled you as cargo,
though you are far away unknowing.
By the time we get to Salt Lake
I have packed you in my suitcase,
ironed the creases from my own remembering
ironed the creases from my own remembering
She said Bird, why?
We wound our way to Texas
where I summoned remote hexes
and I sent them across dust and oceans.
In Phoenix, Arizona I had the notion
I might phone you,
but there it lived and died, a notion.
She said Bird, why? I said Bird, why?
Oh my satellite, oh my passenger.
We came up on Ohio,
I have you chewed on like a biro.
You are a sum I am no closer to deciphering.
We came up to Minneapolis,
all fizzy blood and twitchy fists.
I buried you in a day of snowing.
She said Bird, why? I said Bird, why?
Oh my satellite, oh my passenger.
