Julia Holter - Our Sorrows lyrics

All voices move out from the order that we left them. Turn up and turn around - hear them call your name. If you call out, I will follow you. Meeting at the bus-stop, the early morning look-out crowd. Dizzy from the tire view - hear them call your name. "Then the others follow; one, two: one, two; one two ... Birds are singing up and down, and all around us" If you call out, I will follow you.