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from Death Cab For Cutie - Plans (2005)
Burn it down till the embers smoke on the ground
And start new when your heart is an empty room With walls of the deepest blue Fall fades how it ages when you're away Spring blooms and you find the love that's true But you don't know what now to do Cause the chase is all you know And she stopped running months ago And all you see is where else you could be When you're at home out on the street Are so many possibilities to not be alone The flames and smoke climbed out of every window And disappeared with everything that you held dear And you shed not a single tear for the things that you didn't need Cause you knew you were finally free Cause all you see is where else you could be When you're at home out on the street Are so many possibilities to not be alone And all you see is where else you could be When you're at home there on the street Are so many possibilities to not be alone |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Something About Airplanes (1999)
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 cross the banks of the mississippi river mary timony was smaller then 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 understanded, 'cause you can't feel this anymore it's getting bluer and you can't keep faking that you can't feel this anymore |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Codes And Keys (2011)
This fire grows higher
This fire grows higher This fire grows higher This fire grows higher When there's a burning in your heart An endless yearning in your heart Build it bigger than the sun Let it grow let it grow When there's a burning in your heart Don't be alarmed This fire grows higher When there's a doubt within your mind cause you're thinking all the time Framing rights into wrongs Move along move along When there's a doubt within your mind When there's a burning in your heart And you think it'll burst apart Or there's nothing to feel Save the tears save the tears When there's a burning in your heart And if you feel just like a tourist in the city you were born Then it's time to go And define your destination There's so many different places to call home cause when you find yourself the villain in the story you have written It's plain to see That sometimes the best intentions are in need of redemptions Would you agree If so please show me This fire grows higher This fire grows higher When there's a burning in your heart When there's a burning in your heart This fire grows higher When there's a burning in your heart This fire grows higher This fire grows higher When there's a burning in your heart This fire grows higher This fire grows higher When there's a burning in your heart |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - You Are A Tourist [single] (2011)
This fire grows higher
This fire grows higher This fire grows higher This fire grows higher When there's a burning in your heart An endless yearning in your heart Build it bigger than the sun Let it grow let it grow When there's a burning in your heart Don't be alarmed This fire grows higher When there's a doubt within your mind cause you're thinking all the time Framing rights into wrongs Move along move along When there's a doubt within your mind When there's a burning in your heart And you think it'll burst apart Or there's nothing to feel Save the tears save the tears When there's a burning in your heart And if you feel just like a tourist in the city you were born Then it's time to go And define your destination There's so many different places to call home cause when you find yourself the villain in the story you have written It's plain to see That sometimes the best intentions are in need of redemptions Would you agree If so please show me This fire grows higher This fire grows higher When there's a burning in your heart When there's a burning in your heart This fire grows higher When there's a burning in your heart This fire grows higher This fire grows higher When there's a burning in your heart This fire grows higher This fire grows higher When there's a burning in your heart |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Plans (2005)
And it came to me then
That every plan Is a tiny glance of father time As I stared at my shoes In the ICU That reeked of piss and 409 And I rationed my breaths As I said to myself That I'd already taken to much today As each descending peak On the LCD Took you a little farther away from me Away from me... Amongst the vending machines And year old magazines In a place where we only say goodbye It's done like a violent limp That our memories depend On a faulty camera in our minds And I knew that you were truth I would rather lose Than to have never laid in the sun at all Then I looked around At all the eyes on the ground As the TV entertained itself Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room Just nervous spaces bracing for bad news Then the nurse comes round and everyone lifts their head And I'm thinking of what Sarah said But love is watching someone die... So who's gonna watch you die? So who's gonna watch you die? |
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from The Postal Service - Give Up (2003)
I've got a cupboard with cans of food,
filtered water, and pictures of you and I'm not coming out until this is all over. And I'm looking through the glass where the light bends at the cracks and I'm screaming at the top of my lungs pretending the echoes belong to someone someone I used to know and we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go I wanted to walk thRough the empty streets and feel something constant under my feet, but all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors because the air outside will make our cells divide at an alarming rate until our shells simply cannot hold all our insides in, and that's when we'll explode (and it won't be a pretty sight) and we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go" |
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from The Postal Service - Such Great Heights (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I've got a cupboard with cans of food Filtered water and pictures of you and I'm not coming out until this is all over and I'm looking through the glass where the light bends at the cracks And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs pretending the echoes belong to someone Someone I used to know And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go I wanted to walk through the empty streets and feel something constant under my feet but all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors because the air outside will make our cells divide at an alarming rate until our shells simply cannot hold all our insides in and that's when we'll explode and it won't be a pretty sight And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go (repeat until fade) |
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from The Postal Service - We Will Become Silhouettes (2005)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I've got a cupboard with cans of food Filtered water and pictures of you and I'm not coming out until this is all over and I'm looking through the glass where the light bends at the cracks And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs pretending the echoes belong to someone Someone I used to know And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go I wanted to walk through the empty streets and feel something constant under my feet but all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors because the air outside will make our cells divide at an alarming rate until our shells simply cannot hold all our insides in and that's when we'll explode and it won't be a pretty sight And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go (repeat until fade) |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Transatlanticism (2005)
God bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime
Remembering when you were mine In a still suburban town When every thursday i'd break those mountain passes And you'd skip your early classes And we'd learn how our bodies worked. God damn the black night with all it's foul temptation I become what i always hated When i was with you then We looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact Fumbling to make contact As the others slept inside And together there In a shroud of frost, the mountain air Began to pass from every pane of weathered glass And i held you closer than anyone would ever get Do you remember the JAMC? And reading aloud from magazines I don't know about you but i swear on my name they could smell it on me I've never been too good with secrets. No... And together there In a shroud of frost and mountain air Began to pass through every pane of weathered glass And i held you closer... |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - You Can Play These Songs With Chords (2005)
every town has a diner
where ill meet you and your friends too things are just a bit nicer over some coffee you can tell me all about your day i dont know much about you not that i want to not that i want to sometimes i cant escape from my room so excuse me ill be just a little late you will wait for me you will wait for me every town has a corner where ill see you and your friends too hanging out looking cool saying the same things over and over again sometimes we all feel stupid we say the wrong things youre not the only one sometimes we all get left behind in a race of style its a dumb thing you will wait for me you will wait for me you will wait for me you will wait for me |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - You Can Play These Songs With Chords (2005)
Summer's gone
I overslept and woke up to the chill of fall. Overworked and now I'm all used up This tv haze sucks me through I watch the world from me inside Overworked and now I'm all used up. Final drag, fills my lungs and makes me high, They fill up, as I bottom out, Steering wheels, watch them driving Driving with some place to go, i'd steer myself, but i don't have a route Looking onto men, no ice cream man... Or Beaches filled with sand While the tv trays, Wasted summer days slowly slipping away. But you're so little help when days are slow and i'm down inside i'll have to go you're so little help when mine's slow when i'm down inside summer's gone i overslept and woke up to the chill of fall Overworked and now i'm all used up this tv haze, sucks me through i watch the world from me inside overworked and now i'm all used up looking on to men, no ice cream man... Or beaches filled with sand While the tv trays, wasted summer days Slowly slipping away But you're so little help when days are slow and I'm down inside I have to go... You're so little help when years are slow when i'm down inside... i'm down inside i'm down inside i'm down inside 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Six Feet Under Vol.2 (식스 핏 언더 2편) [ost] (2005)
The atlantic was born today and i'll tell you how
The clouds above opened up and let it out I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere When the water filled every hole And thousands upon thousands made an ocean Making islands where no island should go Oh no Those people were overjoyed; they took to their boats I thought it less like a lake and more like a moat The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flood lands to your door have been silenced forever more The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row It seems farther than ever before Oh no I need you so much closer [x8] [instrumental break] I need you so much closer [x4] So come on, come on [x4] |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Transatlanticism (2005)
The atlantic was born today and i'll tell you how
The clouds above opened up and let it out I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere When the water filled every hole And thousands upon thousands made an ocean Making islands where no island should go Oh no Those people were overjoyed; they took to their boats I thought it less like a lake and more like a moat The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flood lands to your door have been silenced forever more The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row It seems farther than ever before Oh no I need you so much closer [x8] [instrumental break] I need you so much closer [x4] So come on, come on [x4] |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - You Can Play These Songs With Chords (2005)
Believe in me, I'm sad and blue
Left with nothing but a picture Third or fourth weekend in June December seems to come too soon Will you wait until tomorrow? Will you wait until Head is swirling with the scene Of you and him embraced in rupture Dirty trying to come clean But every thought I have's obscene Will you wait until tomorrow? Will you wait until Quilted in our hands And keeping you tucked in too deep Struck in the shot of two Twenty-four hours in June Will you wait until tomorrow 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - We Have The Facts And We`Re Voting Yes (2005)
Left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth
that touched the lead to the pages of your manuscript. I took my thumb off the concrete and saved up all my strength to hammer pillars for a picket fence. It wasnt' quite what it seemed: a lack of pleasantries (my able body isn't what it used to be). I must admit I was charmed by your advances: your advantage left me helplessly into you Talking how the group had begun to splinter and I could taste your lipstick on the filter... I tried my best to keep my distance from your dress but call-response overturns convictions everytime. My memory cannot recall: a wave of alcohol we shared a ciagraette and shave the hours off. Talking how the group had begun to splinter and I could taste your lipstick on the filter... Lushing with the hallway congregation, my best judgement signed its resignation. I rushed this. We moved too fast, and tripped into the guestroom. (X 2) 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Transatlanticism (2005)
The glove compartment isn't accurately named
And everybody knows it. So i'm proposing a swift orderly change. Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm And all i find are souvenirs from better times Before the gleam of your taillights fading east To find yourself a better life. I was searching for some legal document As the rain beat down on the hood When i stumbled upon pictures i tried to forget And that's how this idea was drilled into my head Cause it's too important To stay the way it's been There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide Lying awake at night There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide Lying awake at night (up all night) When i'm lying awake at night. |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Transatlanticism (2005)
This is the moment that you know
That you told you loved her but you don't. You touch her skin and then you think That she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me. Yeah, she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me. I spent two weeks in Silverlake The California sun cascading down my face There was a girl with light brown streaks And she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me. Yeah she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me. Wanted to believe in all the words that i was speaking As we moved together in the dark And all the friends that i was telling And all the playful misspellings And every bite i gave you left a mark Tiny vessels oozed into your neck And formed the bruises That you said you didn't want to fade But they did and so did i that day All i see are dark grey clouds In the distance moving closer with every hour So when you ask "was something wrong?" That i think "you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now. No, we can't talk about it now." So one last touch and then you'll go And we'll pretend that it meant something so much more But it was vile, and it was cheap And you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me Yeah you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me [x2] |
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from The Postal Service - Give Up (2003)
this place is a prison
and these people aren't your friends inhaling thrills through $20 bills and the tumblers are drained and then flooded again and again ther're guards at the on ramps armed to the teeth and you may case the grounds from the cascades to puget sound, but you are not permitted to leave i know there's a big world out there like the one i saw on the screen in my living room late last night, it was almost too bright to see and i know that it's not a party if it happens every night pretending there's glamour and candelabra when you're drinking by candlelight what does it take to get a drink in this place? what does it take, how long must i wait?" |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - You Can Play These Songs With Chords (2005)
(The Smiths cover)
On two bicycles On a hillside desolate Could nature make a man of me yet? When in this charming car This charming man Why ponder life's complexities When the leather runs smooth On the passenger seat? I would go out tonight But I haven't got a stitch to wear This man said it's crucial That someone so handsome should care Ah ! I'm just a country boy Who never knew his place He said return the ring He knows so much about these things He knows so much about these things I would go out tonight But I haven't got a stitch to wear This man said it's crucial That someone so handsome should care La, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ... La, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ... Ah! I'm just a country boy Who never knew his place He said return the ring He knows so much about these things 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from The Postal Service - Give Up (2003)
In due time
We'll finally see There's barely time For us to breathe In due time We'll finally see There's barely time For us to breathe In due time We'll finally see There's barely time For us to breathe |
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| from Wedding Crashers (웨딩 크래셔) by Rolfe Kent [omnibus, ost] (2005) | |||||
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from Music from Gossip Girl: American TV Drama Collection Vol.2 (2009)
We're not the same, dear
As we used to be The seasons have changed And so have we And there was little we could say And even less that we could do To stop the ice from getting thinner Under me and you We buried our love In a wintery grave A lump in the snow Was all that remained Though we stayed by its side As the days turned to weeks And the ice kept getting thinner With ever word that we'd speak And when the spring arrived We were taken by surprise When the flows under our feet Bled into the sea And nothing was left For you and me We're not the same, dear And it seems to me There's nowhere we can go With nothing underneath And it saddens me to say What we both knew was true That the ice was getting thinner Under me and you The ice was getting thinner Under me and you |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - We Have The Facts And We`Re Voting Yes (2005)
We spread out and occupy the cracks in the urban streets.
Idle now: I rearrange the furniture as you sleep. as you sleep, as you sleep... It's so appropriate: the way we amplify the sound, and then the neighbors drop by and they ask (us) to turn it down again... We spread out and everyone is frightfully more aware. So impressed: The cocktail politics and obscure details. It's so appropriate: the way we amplify the sound, and then the neighbors drop by and they ask (us) to turn it down again... And it was true that I was truly failing. But you were gone and I was home calling around, but nothing was found worthwhile. We spread out and occupy the cracks in the urban streets. Idle now: I rearrange the furniture as you sleep. as you sleep, as you sleep... 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from The Postal Service - Give Up (2003)
smeared black ink: your palms are sweaty
and I'm barely listening to last demands I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath where I am I'll wear my badge: a vinyl sticker with big block letters adherent to my chest that tells your new friends I am a visitor here: I am not permanent and the only thing keeping me dry is you seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex a stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting and I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving d.c. sleeps alone tonight you seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex a stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting and I finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving the district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights and send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening and I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving" |
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from The Postal Service - The District Sleeps Alone Tonight (2003)
Smeared black ink... your palms are sweaty
And I'm barely listening to last demands I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath Where I am Where I am I'll wear my badge... a vinyl sticker with big block letters adherent to my chest That tells your new friends I am a visitor here... I am not permanent And the only thing keeping me dry is Where I am Where I am Where I am You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting And I am finally seeing Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving D.C. sleeps alone tonight Where I am Where I am Where I am You seem so so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting And I am finally seing Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving Where I am Where I am Where I am The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening And I am finally seeing Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving |
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from The Postal Service - The District Sleeps Alone Tonight (2003)
Smeared black ink... your palms are sweaty
And I'm barely listening to last demands I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath Where I am Where I am I'll wear my badge... a vinyl sticker with big block letters adherent to my chest That tells your new friends I am a visitor here... I am not permanent And the only thing keeping me dry is Where I am Where I am Where I am You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting And I am finally seeing Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving D.C. sleeps alone tonight Where I am Where I am Where I am You seem so so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex A stranger with your door key explaining that I am just visiting And I am finally seing Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving Where I am Where I am Where I am The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights And send the autos swerving into the loneliest evening And I am finally seeing Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving Why I was the one worth leaving |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Forbidden Love [ep] (2004)
Technicolor girls are always on the phone
talking about their homes and the conversations continue endlessly. Technicolor boys, transistor radios blasting their treble tones and the arguments are disputed after school, in the parking lot as the teachers bend the rules. Patiently you waited for a courting boy's embrace, then everyone would know. But the letter jacket wasn't yours to own and it proves to be on temporary loan. And as they all grow older the truth will be understood, cuz we never turn out the way we thought we would. |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - The Open Door [ep] (2009)
Oh, my talking bird
Though you know so few words They're on infinite repeat Like your brain can't keep up with your beat. And you're kept in an open cage So you're free to leave or stay. Sometimes you get confused Like there's a hint I am trying to give you. The longer you think, the less you know what to do. It's hard to see your way out When you live in a house in a house Cause you don't realize That the windows were open the whole time. Oh, my talking bird Though your feathers are tattered and furled I'll love you all your days Till the breath leaves your delicate face. It's all here for you as long as your choose to stay. It's all here for you as long as you don't fly away. |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Plans (2005)
Squeaky swings and tall grass
The longest shadows ever cast The water's warm and children swim And we frolicked about in our summer skin I don't recall a single care Just greenery and humid air Then Labor day came and went And we shed what was left of our summer skin On the night you left I came over And we peeled the freckles from our shoulders Our brand new coats so flushed and pink And I knew your heart I couldn't win Cause the seasons change was a conduit And we left our love in our summer skin |
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from The Postal Service - The District Sleeps Alone Tonight (2003)
Putting all the vegetables away
That you bought at the grocery store today And it goes fast, you think of the past Suddenly everything has changed. Driving home, the sky accelerates. And the clouds all form a geometric shape. And it goes fast, you think of the past. Suddenly everything has changed. Putting all the clothes you washed away. As you're folding up the shirts, you hesitate. Then it goes fast, you think of the past. Suddenly everything has changed. |
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from The Postal Service - The District Sleeps Alone Tonight (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned. And I have to speculate that God Himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay. And true it may seem like a stretch but it's thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away and when I am missing you to death. And when you are out there on the road for several weeks of shows and when you scan the radio I hope this song will guide you home. they will see us waving from such great heights |
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from The Postal Service - Give Up (2003)
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned and I have to speculate that God himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay true, it may seem like a stretch, but its thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away when I am missing you to death when you are out there on the road for several weeks of shows and when you scan the radio, I hope this song will guide you home they will see us waving from such great heights, "come down now," they'll say but everything looks perfect from far away, "come down now," but we'll stay... I tried my best to leave this all on your machine but the persistent beat it sounded thin upon listening that frankly will not fly. you will hear the shrillest highs and lowest lows with the windows down when this is guiding you home" |
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from The Postal Service - Such Great Heights (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned. And I have to speculate that God Himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay. And true it may seem like a stretch but it's thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away and when I am missing you to death. And when you are out there on the road for several weeks of shows and when you scan the radio I hope this song will guide you home. they will see us waving from such great heights |
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from The Postal Service - Such Great Heights (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned. And I have to speculate that God Himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay. And true it may seem like a stretch but it's thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away and when I am missing you to death. And when you are out there on the road for several weeks of shows and when you scan the radio I hope this song will guide you home. they will see us waving from such great heights |
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from Grey's Anatomy Season 1 (그레이 아나토미 시즌 1) by Danny Lux [ost] (2007)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned. And I have to speculate that God Himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay. And true it may seem like a stretch but it's thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away and when I am missing you to death. And when you are out there on the road for several weeks of shows and when you scan the radio I hope this song will guide you home. they will see us waving from such great heights |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Plans (2005)
Time for the final bow
Rows of deserted houses All our stable mates are highway bound Give us our measly sum Getting the air inside my lungs is heavenly We're starting out with nothing but crippling doubt. We'll rest easy justified I've suffered a swift defeat I'll endure countless repeats The gift of memory's an awful curse. With age it just gets much worse, but I won't mind |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Rolling Stone Original [ep] (2006)
I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing And feel, feel what its like to be new Cause in my head there's a greyhound station Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations So they may have a chance of finding a place where they're far more suited than here I cannot guess what we'll discover We turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels But I know our filthy hand can wash one another's And not one speck will remain I do believe it's true That there are roads left in both of our shoes If the silence takes you Then I hope it takes me too So brown eyes I hold you near Cause you're the only song I want to hear A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere Where soul meets body Where soul meets body Where soul meets body I do believe it's true That there are roads left in both of our shoes If the silence takes you Then I hope it takes me too So brown eyes I hold you near Cause you're the only song I want to hear A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Plans (2005)
I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing And feel, feel what its like to be new Cause in my head there's a greyhound station Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations So they may have a chance of finding a place where they're far more suited than here I cannot guess what we'll discover We turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels But I know our filthy hand can wash one another's And not one speck will remain I do believe it's true That there are roads left in both of our shoes If the silence takes you Then I hope it takes me too So brown eyes I hold you near Cause you're the only song I want to hear A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere Where soul meets body Where soul meets body Where soul meets body I do believe it's true That there are roads left in both of our shoes If the silence takes you Then I hope it takes me too So brown eyes I hold you near Cause you're the only song I want to hear A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere |
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from Grammy Nominees - Grammy Nominees 2006 (2006)
I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing And feel, feel what its like to be new Cause in my head there's a greyhound station Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations So they may have a chance of finding a place where they're far more suited than here I cannot guess what we'll discover We turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels But I know our filthy hand can wash one another's And not one speck will remain I do believe it's true That there are roads left in both of our shoes If the silence takes you Then I hope it takes me too So brown eyes I hold you near Cause you're the only song I want to hear A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere Where soul meets body Where soul meets body Where soul meets body I do believe it's true That there are roads left in both of our shoes If the silence takes you Then I hope it takes me too So brown eyes I hold you near Cause you're the only song I want to hear A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Plans (2005)
I once knew a girl in the years of my youth
With eyes like the summer of beauty and truth But in the morning I fled, left a note and it read Someday you will be loved I can not pretend that I felt any regret Cause each broken heart will eventually mend As the blood runs red down the needle and thread Someday you will be loved You'll be loved, you'll be loved Like you never have known And the memories of me will seem more like bad dreams Just a series of blurs like I never occurred Someday you will be loved You may fell alone when you're falling asleep And every time tears roll down you cheeks But I know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet And someday you will be loved You'll be loved, you'll be loved Like you never have known And the memories of me will seem more like bad dreams Just a series of blurs like I never occurred Someday you will be loved You'll be loved, you'll be loved Like you never have known And the memories of me will seem more like bad dreams Just a series of blurs like I never occurred Someday you will be loved Someday you will be loved |
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from The Postal Service - Give Up (2003)
last week I had the strangest dream where
everything was exactly how it seemed where there was never any mystery of who shot John F. Kennedy it was just a man with something to prove slightly bored and severly confused he steadied his rifle with his target in the center and became famous on that day in november don't wake me I plan on sleeping in again last night I had that strange dream where everything was exactly how it seemed no concerns about the world getting warmer people thought that they were just being rewarded for treating others as they'd like to be treated for obeying stop signs and curing diseases for mailing letters with the address of the sender now we can swim any day in november don't wake me I plan on sleeping in" |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Something About Airplanes (1999)
I can’t expel the truth
It’s much more than I thought I could do And with time, my worth will stain And split your heart from my name So drive away your mouth from my ears And waste a day so I can think clearly And what’s left to wait for here As my hands sleep, spent this last year Choking the bottles neck That pulled you from my bed So drive away your mouth from my ears And waste a day so I can think clearly Drive away your mouth from my ears And waste a day so I can think clearly |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - We Have The Facts And We`Re Voting Yes (2005)
What ghosts exist behind these attic walls?
There's got to be a simpler explanation, 'cause I scrimped and I saved just to find that they've been splicing my inventions. Cold skin and bones and this latitude: we aint' playing until the heat comes through. So you slept in a stocking cap and wool scarf. Promises of payments were upon your shoulders constantly, but don't forget to entertain 'cause this is your first defense. A four-year offense to the devoted type. I may have got an invitation, but I wasn't invited. But I thought that this meant something more than broken hearts and new addictions. We'll leave our sins within the carpet twine. Our bodies will dissolve the chemicals in due time. Promises of payments were upon your shoulders constantly, but don't forget to entertain 'cause this is your first defense. This is my last defense. 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from The Postal Service - Give Up (2003)
i take a breath and pull the air in
'til there's nothing left I'm feeling green like teenage lovers between the sheets ba ba ba ba... knuckles clenched to white as the landing gear retract for flight my head's a balloon inflating with the altitude ba ba ba ba... i watch the patchwork farms' slow fade into the ocean's arms and from here they can't see me stare the stale taste of recycled air i watch the patchwork farms' slow fade into the ocean's arms calm down, release your cares the stale taste of recycled air" |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Something About Airplanes (1999)
I saw the scene unfold on a rainy Sunday
Creases indicating fold that kept four walls from caving in I took a little more of what i take for granted And filled my plate for fear that gears would turn And wheels would roll away Something's got to break you down Entered the scene (i'm told) on i think it was Monday You drove straight through and mined that quarry For all it could bleed 'til dry I took a little more 'til i got taken for granted 'cause beautiful boys gave chase and when they arch your backbone it's such a dreadful sight i'll react when faces find you with jealous fits that gag and bind you 'cause nothing hurts like nothing at all when imagination takes full control |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - You Can Play These Songs With Chords (2005)
I saw the scene unfold on a rainy Sunday
Creases indicating fold that kept four walls from caving in I took a little more of what i take for granted And filled my plate for fear that gears would turn And wheels would roll away Something's got to break you down Entered the scene (i'm told) on i think it was Monday You drove straight through and mined that quarry For all it could bleed 'til dry I took a little more 'til i got taken for granted 'cause beautiful boys gave chase and when they arch your backbone it's such a dreadful sight i'll react when faces find you with jealous fits that gag and bind you 'cause nothing hurts like nothing at all when imagination takes full control |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Something About Airplanes (1999)
I think you caught me on the downslide, downturn
I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and smiles They had the worst intentions all along after all... The royal castle holds the mellow drama kings and queens And all their dazzling children; they're so regal (clean) With pristine fingertips they wash behind their ears And let their hair down 'til the audiences leave I'm definitely shaking The silence isn't breaking Backwashed and stranded memories Of something i thought could be |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - You Can Play These Songs With Chords (2005)
I think you caught me on the downslide, downturn
I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and smiles They had the worst intentions all along after all... The royal castle holds the mellow drama kings and queens And all their dazzling children; they're so regal (clean) With pristine fingertips they wash behind their ears And let their hair down 'til the audiences leave I'm definitely shaking The silence isn't breaking Backwashed and stranded memories Of something i thought could be |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Rolling Stone Original [ep] (2006)
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 the alcohol drained the days. 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 The empty bottles, spent cigarettes. So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on. |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - I Will Follow You Into The Dark [ep] (2006)
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 the alcohol drained the days. 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 The empty bottles, spent cigarettes. So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on. |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Forbidden Love [ep] (2004)
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 the alcohol drained the days. 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 The empty bottles, spent cigarettes. So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on. |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Transatlanticism (2005)
I roll the window down
And then begin to breathe in The darkest country road And the strong scent of evergreen From the passenger seat as you are driving me home. Then looking upwards I strain my eyes and try To tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites From the passenger seat as you are driving me home. "do they collide?" I ask and you smile. With my feet on the dash The world doesn't matter. When you feel embarrassed then i'll be your pride When you need directions then i'll be the guide For all time. For all time. |
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from The Postal Service - Give Up (2003)
Will someone please call a surgeon
who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart that you're deserting for better company? I can't accept that it's over and I will block the door like a goalie tending the net in the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry.. So just say how to make it right and I swear I'll do my best to comply. Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better than making you my bride and slowly growing old together I feel I must interject here, you're getting carried away, feeling sorry for youself with these revisions and gaps in history. So let me help you remember. I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear. I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave So please back away and let me go. I can't my darling I love you so. oh oh oh. Tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better than making you my bride and slowly growing old together. don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures I admit that I have made mistakes and I swear I'll never wrong you again you've got a lure I can't deny, but you've had your chance so say goodbye, say goodbye" |
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from The Postal Service - We Will Become Silhouettes (2005)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Would someone please call a surgeon who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart that's sure deserted for better company I can't accept that it's over and I will block the door like a goalie attending the net in the third quarter of a tied game rivalry so just say how to make it right and I swear I'll do my best to comply tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better than making you my bride and slowly growing old together I feel I must interject here you're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself with these revisions and gaps in history so let me help you remember I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave so please back away and let me go I can't my darling; I love you so oh oh tell me am I right to think that there could be nothing better than making you my bride and slowly growing old together. Don't you feed me lies about some idealistic future You know I won't hear right if you keep tearing out the sutures I know that I have made mistakes and I swear I'll never wrong you again You've got a lure I can't deny but you've had your chance so say goodbye Say goodbye |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - We Have The Facts And We`Re Voting Yes (2005)
Last night I dreamt that I was you.
I was dressed all in black with dark glasses and attitude. Such a pose I could simply not hold through days in a northern town that I had once called a home. And your studies of fringe New York Streets: I was reading the pavement in every word you would speak. To a "brownstone up three flights of stairs" and it's on... Buying drinks for the poets upstate, this southern corruption towed you down the interstate, and they all said that you were the king of unruly disruption that surfaced when you would sing. And this town cannot begin to compete so I'm packing my Bullets and Silvertones and heading east To a "brownstone up three flights of stairs" and it's on... on, on, on... If I could have had my way, this year would bridge '66 again Trust fund hipsters were casing the room chock full of amphetamines. The overturned kick drum boom set the pace with incomparable cool. And if the tempo was lousy it was lost on all but you... And your studies of fringe New York Streets: I was reading the pavement in every word you would speak. To a "brownstone up three flights of stairs" and it's on, on, on, on...it's on If I could have had my way, this year would bridge '66 again If I could have had my way, this year would bridge '66 again |
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from The Postal Service - Give Up (2003)
i'll write you a song and it won't be hard to sing
it will be a natural anthem, familiar it may seem it will rally all the workers on strike for better pay and its chorus will resound and boost morale thoughout the day i'll write you a song and i hope that you won't mind because all the names and places i have taken from real life so please don't be upset at this portrait that i paint it may be a little biased, but at least i spelt your name right..." |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - The Open Door [ep] (2009)
With every sun that sets I am feeling more
Like a stranger on a foreign shore With an eroding beach disappearing from underneath And when my mirror speaks it never minces words Because these eyes don't shine half as bright As they used to do and they haven't for quite a while Because I'm a man who hides from all that binds And a mess of fading lines And there's a tangled thread inside my head With nothing on either end I always fall in love with an open door With a horizon on an endless sea As I look around the ones who were standing right in front of me And then my mirror speaks with irreverence Like a soldier I can't command It sees a child in the body of a full-grown man And he's a man who hides from all that binds And a mess of fading lines And there's a tangled thread inside his head With nothing on either end There's nothing on either end A new position for a different view And nothing changes but the slightest hues And I am standing face to face With a man who hides from all that binds And a mess of fading lines And there's a tangled thread inside his head With nothing on either end I'm a man who hides from all that binds And a mess of fading lines And there's a tangled thread inside my head With nothing on either end <i>[2X]</i> There's nothing on the ends No there's nothing on the ends |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Meet Me On The Equinox (The Twilight Saga: New Moon) [single] (2009)
Meet me on the equinox Meet me half way
When the sun is perched at it's highest peek in the middle of the day Let me give my love to you Let me take your hand As we walk in the dimming light or darling understand That everything, everything ends That everything, everything ends Meet me on your best behavior Meet me at your worst For there will be no stone unturned or bubble left to burst Let me lay beside you, Darling let me be your man And let our bodies intertwine But always understand That everything, everything ends That everything, everything ends That everything, everything, everything ends A window An opened tomb the Sun crawls Across your bedroom A halo A waiting room Your last breaths moving Through you As everything, everything ends As everything, everything ends As everything, everything, everything everything, everything, everythings ends Meet me on the equinox Meet me half way When the sun is perched at it's highest peek in the middle of the day Let me give my love to you Let me take your hand As we walk in the dimming light or darling understand That everything, everything ends |
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from New Moon : Twilight Vol.2 (뉴문 : 트와일라잇 Vol.2) [omnibus, ost] (2009)
Meet me on the Equinox
Meet me half way When the sun is perched at it's highest peek In the middle of the day Let me give my love to you Let me take your hand As we walk in the dimming light Or darling understand That everything, everything ends That everything, everything ends Meet me on your best behavior Meet me at your worst For there will be no stone unturned Or bubble left to burst Let me lay beside you, Darling Let me be your man And let our bodies intertwine But always understand That everything, everything ends That everything, everything ends That everything, everything, everything ends A window An opened tomb The sun crawls Across your bedroom A halo A waiting room Your last breaths Moving through you As everything, everything ends As everything, everything ends As everything, everything, everything Everything, everything, everything ends Meet me on the Equinox Meet me half way When the sun is perched at it's highest peek In the middle of the day Let me give my love to you Let me take your hand As we walk in the dimming light Or darling understand That everything, everything ends |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Plans (2005)
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 other 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 do, they're half empty and half full It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown Your love is gonna drown Your love is gonna drown Your love is gonna drown Your love is gonna drown Your love is gonna... |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - We Have The Facts And We`Re Voting Yes (2005)
"Little Fury Bugs"
You'll discover that casual friends kept notes in their pockets to remember your name. And all these places we went to see sights just gave them excuses to get into the game. There's a look in the faces tonight that's untrustable as the hope that you'll never return in a while. But you're always on time, so... Sleeping soundly... the back of the car felt more like a home than i would ever have thought. And through the evening the engine kept on until we hit chicago and decided to stop. There's a look in the faces tonight that's untrustable as the hope that you'll never return in a while. But you're always on time so... |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - The Open Door [ep] (2009)
The Eiffel tower built to smaller scale
The freshest oxygen I'd ever inhale I tapped a bottle against a safety rail, killing time And you were like a walking compliment Tall in stature and exceptionally read In dummy glasses and a cardigan Oh, come on And oh so empty were the faces of the dealers And the waitresses around You said that all these things you've learned to ignore The hidden cameras on the casino floor And what gets paid for behind hotel doors Oh, come on You pretend every slot machine is a robot amputee waving hello The people stare into their eyes and they feed them little bribes and then they go The never-ending twilight In a basement where the sun has never spilt You said that you were lonely And then we kissed like lonely people do You said the city has a beating heart That pushes people down the boulevard And they're all hoping for a wish fulfilled In a desert for a dollar bill Those foolish dreams, you know they plague me still Oh, come on And oh so empty were the faces Of the dealers and the waitresses around <i>[X2]</i> They're empty |
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from Death Cab For Cutie - Transatlanticism (2005)
There's a tear in the fabric.. Of your favorite dress... And I'm sneaking glances... Looking for the patterns and static that start to make since... the longer i'm at it...
Ivory lines bleed... ohhh well ... ohhhwelll..... Your heart is a river.. that flows from your chest.. through every organ.. your brain is the damn and i am the fish, that can't reach the core.. Ivory lines bleed... ohhh well.. ohhhwellll.... Ohh instincts are misleading... you shouldn't think what your feeling.. They don't tell you why.. You know you should why... Ivory lines bleed... ohhh well.... ohhhhwellll.... Ivory lines bleed.... ohhh well.... ohhhhwellll... Ohhh instincts are misleading.... you shouldn't think what your feeling.. They don't tell you why.. You know you should why... Ivory lines bleed... ohh welll.... Ivory lines bleed... ohhhwelll... |
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