It’s a backwards attraction to your forward eyes but you’re so far sighted that you can’t place trust in what or who you recognize we sped the Plymouth across the banks of the Mississippi river Mary Timony was smaller than a super ball… chitter-chatter all these secrets started giving me the shivers plain and simply broken down near Olympia I think your bruise was understated ’cause you can’t feel this anymore it’s getting bluer and you can’t keep faking that you can’t feel this...Read More
Autore: death cab for cutie
Take a walk down Heaven Street The soil is soft and the air smells sweet Paul is waiting there And so is Franz Now only memories run on railway tracks. This road leads to Heaven. Waiting feet frozen to the ground The earth exploding with the gas of bodies Rifle butts To crush you down Now only flowers To idolize. This road leads to...Read More
When the wind picked up, the fire spread And the grapevine seemed left for dead And the northern sky looked like the end of days The end of days The wake-up call to a rented room Sounded like an alarm of impending doom To warn us it’s only a matter of time Before we all burn Before we all burn Before we all burn Before we all burn We bought some wine and some paper cups Near your daughter’s school when we picked her up And drove to a cemetery on a hill On a hill And we watched the plumes paint the sky gray As she laughed and danced through the field of graves There I knew it would be alright That everything would be alright Would be alright Would be alright Would be alright And the news reports on the radio said it was getting worse As the ocean air fanned the flames But I couldn’t think of anywhere I would’ve rather been To watch it all burn away, to burn away ”Burn Burn Burn” The firemen worked in double shifts With prayers for rain on their lips And they knew it was only a matter of...Read More
If I could open my arms and span the length of the isle of Manhattan I’d bring it to where you are, making a lake of the East River and Hudson If I could open my mouth wide enough for a marching band to march out They would make your name sing and bend through alleys and bounce off all the buildings I wish we could open our eyes to see in all directions at the same time Oh what a beautiful view, if you were never aware of what was around you And it is true what you said: that I live like a hermit in my own head But when the sun shines again I’ll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound But while you debate half-empty or half-full It slowly rises: your love is gonna drown Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound But while you debate half-empty or half-full It slowly rises: your love is gonna drown Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound But while you debate half-empty or half-full It slowly...Read More
I remember when the days were long, And the nights when the living room was on the lawn. Constant quarreling, the childish fits, and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman. All the slander and double-speak Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean Anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth. And as the summer’s ending, The cool air will put your hard heart away. You were so condescending… And this is all that’s left: Scraping paper to document. I’ve packed a change of clothes and it’s time to move on. Cup your mouth to compress the sound, Skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town. And everything that I said was true, As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth. Well, I lost track, and then those words were said. You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed. Soon we woke and I walked you home, And it was pretty clear that it was hardly love. And as the summer’s ending, The cool air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending. And this is all that’s left: Scraping paper to document. I’ve packed a change of clothes and it’s time to move on. And as the summer’s ending, The cool air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending, As...Read More
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