The New Pornographers - The Bleeding Heart Show lyrics

I leapt across three or four
Beds into your arms
Where I had hidden myself
Somewhere in your charm
Our golden handshake has been
Smashed into this shape
It's taken magic to a primitive new place
Watch them run, although it's the minimum
Heroic

We hunched together in one chair
Out on the deck in snow that froze and fell
Down on the modern set
It looked as if I picked your
Name out of a hat
Next thing you know you are
Asleep in someone's lap
Watch them run, although it's the minimum
Heroic

We quit the room
Quit so our thoughts could rest
Rest them on nothing new
That's when we grabbed a hold
Of whatever it is we fell into
Lousy with your contempt
With what the majestic cannot find
In the business of your lives
The perception, it is wrong, mile after mile
The phantom tines drinking wine
From your heels

We have arrived too late to
Play the bleeding heart show
We have arrived too late to
Play the bleeding heart show
We have arrived too late to
Play the bleeding heart show
We have arrived too late to
Play the bleeding heart show we have arrived
We have arrived