Nathan La Franeer

[00:10.84] I hired a coach to take me from confusion to the plane
[00:15.50] And though we shared a common space I know I'll never meet again
[00:21.61] The driver with his eyebrows furrowed in the rear-view mirror
[00:26.09] I read his name and it was plainly written Nathan La Franeer
[00:34.71] I asked him, would he hurry, but we crawled the canyons slowly
[00:39.72] Through the buyers and the sellers
[00:42.00] Through the burglar bells and the wishing wells
[00:50.63] With gangs and girly shows the ghostly garden grows
[01:01.85] The cars and buses bustled through the bedlam of the day
[01:06.30] I looked through window-glass at streets
[01:09.22] And Nathan grumbled at the grey
[01:12.32] I saw an aging cripple selling Superman balloons
[01:16.76] The city grated through chrome-plate
[01:19.52] The clock struck slowly half-past-noon
[01:25.16] Through the tunnel tiled and turning
[01:27.60] Into daylight once again I am escaping
[01:31.89] Once again goodbye to symphonies and dirty trees
[01:41.55] With parks and plastic clothes the ghostly garden grows
[01:52.88] He asked me for a dollar more, he cursed me to my face
[01:57.49] He hated everyone who paid to ride and share his common space
[02:03.05] I picked my bags up from the curb and stumbled to the door
[02:07.44] Another man reached out his hand
[02:10.34] Another hand reached out for more
[02:15.54] And I filled it full of silver and I left the fingers counting
[02:20.65] And the sky goes on forever without meter maids and peace parades
[02:31.68] You feed it all your woes, the ghostly garden grows
[02:42.94] You feed it all your woes, the ghostly garden grows
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