Vampire Weekend - Hannah Hunt

Hannah Hunt
Vampire Weekend
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A gardener told me some plants move,
But I could not believe it
Till me and Hannah Hunt
Saw crawling vines and weeping willows
As we made our way from Providence to Phoenix.

A man of faith said,
‘Hidden eyes could see what I was thinking'.
I just smiled and told him,
‘That was only true of Hannah',
And we glided on through Waverley and Lincoln.

Our days were long, our nights no longer,
Count the seconds,
Watching hours,
Though, we live on the US dollar,
You and me, we got our own sense of time.

In Santa Barbara, Hannah cried,
‘I miss those freezing beaches',
And I walked into town
To buy some kindling for the fire,
Hannah tore the New York Times up into pieces.

If I can't trust you then, damn it, Hannah,
There's no future,
There's no answer,
Though, we live on the US dollar,
You and me, we got our own sense of time.