The Morning Stars - Hamilton Leithauser, ROSTAM

The scotch bonnet shells

From your bedside drawer

I snatched them myself

Off the ocean floor

Are strung around your neck

On a white boot lace

You’d wear them like that

Back when we used to date

If the man that you need

Honestly wasn’t me

Tell me, honey

Who could that be?

If the man that you need

Honestly wasn’t me

Tell me, honey

Who could that be?

'Cause I’m the one

Who rattles all

Your windows

And your doors

Howling in the night

Beyond your walls

Beneath your floors

At dawn I retire

With my palms on the glass

I stroll through the arcade

With the happy rats

And my hat fell in the river

And a Portuguese girl swooned

«You're as a free as the water

But it’s harder to love»

So if the man that you need

Honestly wasn’t me

Tell me, honey

Who could that be?

If the man that you need

Honestly wasn’t me

Tell me, honey

Who could that be?

Oh, I’m the one

Who rattles all

Your windows

And your doors

Howling in the night

Beyond your walls

Beneath your floors

In other words… I’m your ghost

And we’ll all run together

Underneath the morning stars

Won’t you come out with us anymore?

Won’t you come out with us anymore?

Why won’t you come out with me anymore?

Why don’t you come out with me anymore?