Passenger

Lyricist: Lisa Hannigan     Composer: Lisa Hannigan

Walking round Chicago
I have smuggled you as cargo
Though you are far away unknowing
By the time we get to Salt Lake
I have packed you in my suitcase
Ironed the creases from my own remembering

She said Bird, why?

We wound our way to Texas
And I summoned remote hexes
And I sent them across dust and oceans
In Phoenix, Arizona I had the notion
I might phone you
But there it lived and died, a notion

She said Bird, why? and I said Bird, why?

Oh my satellite, oh my passenger

We came up on Ohio
I have you chewed on like a biro
You are a sum I am no closer to deciphering
We came to Minneapolis
All fizzy blood and twitchy fists
I buried you in a day of snowing

She said Bird, why? and I said Bird, why?

Oh my satellite, oh my passenger
Oh my satellite, oh my passenger