Taxi Cab-Vampire Weekend ALBUM VERSION





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Published on Feb 16, 2010

Traveling Around
Sure of myself
Sure of it now

But you were standing there so close to me
Like the future was supposed to be
In the aisles of the grocery
And the blocks uptown

I remember
Remember it well
But if I'd forgotten
could you tell?

In the shadow of your first attack
I was questioning and looking back
You said, "Baby, we don't speak of that"
Like a real aristocrat.

Compound to compound
lazy and safe
wanted to leave it
wanted to wait.

When the taxi door was open wide,
I pretended I was horrified

By the uniform and gloves outside,
of the courtyard gate.

You're not a victim,
but neither am I
nostalgic for garbage;
desperate for time.

I could blame it on your mother's hair,
or the colors that your father wears,
but I know that I was never fair,
you were always fine.


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