Gabriel Kahane & Brooklyn Rider - The Fiction Issue Part V lyrics

[Verse 1] I left New York for a midwestern town With expenses of sun bleached cornfed plain almost took four Years ago All falling body [Verse 2] The city where I live now is known For it's art museum and its beer Sometimes out with my husband At a polka bar drinking from a frosted gla** I am lost in recollection of the beauty pretender Who is such a source of consolation in the early days all falling down Some nights I would linger over one sweet bottle of beer And fish tacos drinking in his stories of a young lad Spinning any soda mostly in a chew his gla**y eyed parents Living under corrugated tin the t.v. blares of bad news encore On an endless sleepy field it's trickling sift the clark Don't ask me why I can't stop staring or falling body [Verse 3] At fifteen he ran away from trailer park to climb And ashburn carpets no more burning blows in the backyard Greyhound scene after failing with his son Caught a bus against the sun in order to become someone new Somebody new somebody watch to know Screens are flashing buildings crashing lift the cloud Don't ask me why I can't stop staring or falling body or falling body [Verse 4] Late one night with some silent movie bathing the bar in the glow Of 1930 healings in I pulled back this pleasure somehow incorrect and low or falling body or falling body or falling body