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Dirty Projectors

See What She Seeing

Mornings I wake up hung over

Lower than mornings before

I don't know memories tortured

Or maybe what I deserve

Lonely and forgotten in the frozen world

Scorned in my desire

Ignored by all the girls

I need someone to comfort me

Whose hair is whipping (wide open)

Whose mouth is smiling (wide open)

Whose eyes are shining looking at me and

I can see what she seeing

Everywhere I go I see her

Everywhere I look she disappears

Every time I think I've found her

Just what I've found is unclear

So onward through the murk and the uncertainty

Sifting through the days patient and carefully

Always to get to where she is

Her hair is whipping (wide open)

Her mouth is smiling (wide open)

Her eyes are shining looking at me and

I can see what she seeing

Yeah yeah

I can see what she seeing

Yeah yeah

I can see what she seeing

But you can't see me

Tell me the way to the orchid

Tell me the way and I'll be there

Give me a day to go forward

Give me your hand and we'll go there

Forward through the clover and the bergamot

Shoreward to the gulls and to the guillemots

Horizon alone among the wind

Her hair is whipping (wide open)

Whose mouth is smiling (wide open)

Her eyes are shining looking at me and

I can see what she seeing

Yeah yeah

I can see what she seeing

Yeah yeah

I can see what she seeing

Yeah yeah

I can see what she seeing

Yeah yeah

I can see what she seeing