The Boy From Port Manteau
If you can hear me
then please come over here, be near me
i'm just a boy from port manteau
became a man in aches-les-pains
and there i learned
inside an urge to scream
but when my lips do part, i seem
to cheat myself, transform
my cry to music, sweet and warm
We talk like thunder
the truth of it lies deep down under
i'm just a boy from port manteau
how can i go to cope-in-heaven
now, the vow?
There seemed to be straight lines
just like geometry inclines
but now i just don't know
i'm still a boy from port manteau.
