Lyrics The New Pornographers

The New Pornographers

My Shepherd

Glass-work shards decorate this house

We're tossing lust darts out windows

The splash and jangle of the secret signs

Defined, you claimed, some golden ages

A promise

You always love short story form

The signs behind it, the hidden bars

You live for flaming, the attractions new

The leather's pulled from a secret room

Closed eyes stare into morning sun

When the darts formed into connections

If I'm honest you come to mind, but baby I'm not

If I'm honest you come to mind, but baby I'm not

The ink draft's polished into working script

We stare in wonder at the steps we skipped

Tripping wires we have so carefully crossed

The science behind it at a perfect loss

You're my lord, you're my shepherd

Careful kid, no one gets hurt

You made me

You're my lord, you're my shepherd

Careful kid, no one gets hurt

You made me

Used up all of the French we took

The signs behind it was a dirty look

Songe pas de Rock n Roll

Songe pas de Rock n Roll au revoir

You're my lord, you're my shepherd

Careful kid, no one gets hurt

You made me

You're my lord, you're my shepherd

Careful kid, no one gets hurt

You made me

You're my lord, you're my shepherd

Careful kid, no one gets hurt

You made me

You're my lord, you're my shepherd

Careful kid, no one gets hurt

You made me this way

Try to fail

Try to fail

Try to fail

Try to fail

Try to fail

Try to fail

Try to fail

Try to fail

Try to fail

Try to fail

Try to fail

Try to fail