Myriad

i took a plane
i took a train
(ah, who cares, you always end up in the city)

i said to carl
look up for once
(see just how the sun sets in the sky)

i said to jon
do you think the girls here
(ever wonder how they got so pretty?)
oh, well i do

look out upon the myriad harbour
look out upon the myriad harbour
look out upon the myriad harbour

all the boys
with their home-made microphones
(have very interesting sounds)

all the girls falling to ruin
dropping out of school, breakin' daddy's heart
(just to hang around)