Brand New Colony

Artists : Postal Service, The : Brand New Colony

i'll be the grapes fermented bottled and served with
a table set and my finest suit like a perfect gentleman
i'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the ancient brick
where you will sit and contemplate your day

i'll be the water wings that save you if you start drowning
in an open tab when your judgment's on the brink
i'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite albums
back as you're laying there, drifting off to sleep

i'll be the platform shoes and undo what
heredity's done to you
you won't have to strain to look into my eyes
i'll be your winter coat, button zipped straight to the throat
with the collar up so you won't catch cold

i want to take you far from the cynics in this town
and kiss you on the mouth
we'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of the scene
start a brand new colony
where everything will change
we'll give ourselves new names
identities erased
the sun will heat the ground
under our bare feet
in this brand new colony
this brand new colony

everything will change, ooh
everything will change, ooh
everything will change, ooh