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Unsentimental
Driving around
Sure of myself
Sure of it now
You were standing this close to me
Like the future was supposed to be
In the aisles of the grocery
And the blocks up-town
I remember
Remember well
But if I'd forgotten
Could you tell?
In the shadow of your first attack
I was questioning and looking back
You said Baby, we don't speak of that
Like a real aristocrat

Compound to compound
Lazy and safe
Wanting to leave it
Wanting to wait
When the taxi doors opened wide
I pretended I was horrified
by the uniformed clothes outside
and the courtyard gate
You're not a victim
But neither am I
Nostalgic for garbage
Desperate for time
I could blame it on your mother's hair
Or the colors that your father wears
But I know that I was never fair
You were always fine

Unsentimental
Driving around
Sure of myself
Sure of it now
You were standing this close to me
Like the future was supposed to be
In the aisles of the grocery
and the blocks up-town
I remember
Remember it well
And if I'd forgotten
Could you tell?
In the shadow of your first attack
I was questioning and looking back
You were standing on another track

Like a real aristocrat

taxi cab, contra, vampire weekend

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