Ben Gibbard

Gravitated towards a taste
For foreign films and modern plays
But that machine could only
Bend to squares five to six times
Before your fingers came unwired...
Weights down so that you could move forwards
Pinch to snub that restless nerve
And knock the wind from one last urge
With two fingers a rock glass,
Time passed and that was that
Quite a slip (a loosened grasp)
... what a way to cut lengthwise

i think i'm drunk enough to drive you home now
i'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key
that's rusted firm, no lie
'cause all these conversations wind on and on...
drinking champagne from a paper cup
is never quite the same
and every sip's moving through my eyes
and up into my brain
at half past two; about time to leave
'cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues
a sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves
as i'm waiting around for you

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

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

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

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

I was running late for work
So I didn't change my shirt
The evening's drinks left a lingering taste in my mouth
And when I left
You were fast asleep
Tangled in the sheets
And on the bus I could have sworn it was all a dream
And it didn't happen to me

And then I felt the scrapes
From the slippery subway grate.
Oh how you laughed
At my complete lack of grace.
But I could not recall
A more perfect fall
Cause when I looked up into your eyes
It didn't hurt at all.

And I thought, be still my heart
This could be a brand new start, with you.
And it will be clear
If I wake up and you're still here with me in the morning.

And I thought, be still my heart
This could be a brand new start, with you.
And it will be clear
If I wake up and you're still here with me in the morning.

I'll be the grapes fermented, bottled and
served with the table set in my finest suit
like a perfect gentleman.
I'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the
ancient brick where you will sit
and contemplate your day.

I'll be the waterwings that save you if you
start drowning in an open tab when your
judgement's on the brink.
I'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite
albums back as your lying there, drifting off
to sleep... Drifting off to sleep...
I'll be the platform shoes and undo what
heredity's done to you: you won't have to
strain to look into my eyes.
I'll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped
straight to the throat with the collar up so
you won't catch a cold.

I want to take you far away from the cynics
in this town
and kiss you on the mouth.
We'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of
this scene, start a brand new colony.
Where everything will change, we'll give
ourselves new names. (Identities erased.)
The sun will heat the grounds, under our bare
feet in this brand new colony.
Brand new colony...

Everything will change, Ooo ooo...
Everything will change, Ooo ooo...
Everything will change, Ooo ooo..."

I was waiting for a cross-town train in the
london underground when it struck me
that I've been waiting since birth to find a
love that would look and sound like a movie
so I changed my plans I rented a camera and
a van and then I called you
"I need you to pretend that we are in love
again." and you agreed to

I want so badly to believe that "there is truth,
that love is real"
and I want life in every word to the extent
that it's absurd

I greased the lens and framed the shot using
a friend as my stand-in
the script it called for rain but it was clear
that day so we faked it
the marker snapped and I yelled "quiet on
the set" and then called "action!"
and I kissed you in a style clark gable would
have admired (i thought it classic)

I want so badly to believe that "there is truth,
that love is real"
and I want life in every word to the extent
that it's absurd
i know you're wise beyond your years, but
do you ever get the feeling
that your perfect verse is just a lie
you tell yourself to help you get by"

To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar


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 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

d.c. sleeps alone tonight

you seem so out of contect 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
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

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..."

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"

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"

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"

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"

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"

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

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?"

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"

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

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

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)

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

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.

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

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

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.

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.

I was running late for work
So I didn't change my shirt
The evening's drinks left a lingering taste in my mouth
And when I left
You were fast asleep
Tangled in the sheets
And on the bus I could have sworn it was all a dream
And it didn't happen to me

And then I felt the scrapes
From the slippery subway grate.
Oh how you laughed
At my complete lack of grace.
But I could not recall
A more perfect fall
Cause when I looked up into your eyes
It didn't hurt at all.

And I thought, be still my heart
This could be a brand new start, with you.
And it will be clear
If I wake up and you're still here with me in the morning.

And I thought, be still my heart
This could be a brand new start, with you.
And it will be clear
If I wake up and you're still here with me in the morning.

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

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)

It was one hundred degrees
As we sat beneath a willow tree
Who's tears didn't care,
they just hung in the air
And refused to fall, to fall

And I knew I'd made horrible call
And now the state line felt like the Berlin Wall
And there was no doubt about which side I was on

Cause I built you a home in my heart
With rotten wood, and it decayed from the start
Cause you can't find nothing at all
If there was nothing there all along
No, you can't find nothing at all
If there was nothing there all along

I braved treacherous streets
And kids strung out on homemade speed
And we shared a bed in which I could not sleep
At all, woohoo woohoooo

Cause at night the sun in the tree
Made the skyline look like crooked teeth
In the mouth of a man who was devouring us both

You're so cute when you're slurring your speech
But they're closing the bar
and they want us to leave
And you can't find nothing at all
If there was nothing there all along
No, you can't find nothing at all
If there was nothing there all along

I'm a war of head versus heart
And it's always this way
My head is weak, my heart always speaks
Before I know what it will say

And you can't find nothing at all
If there was nothing there all along
No, you can't find nothing at all
If there was nothing there all along

Alone on a train
aimless in wonder
An outdated map
crumpled in my pocket
But I didn't care
where I was going
They're all different names
for the same place
Your ghost just appeared
with the scenes from the summer
I have no words to
share with anyone
The boundary of
language quietly coos
All the different names
for the same thing

There are different names
for the same things
There are different names
for the same things
There are different names
There are different names
There are different names
There are different names
There are different names
There are different names
There are different names
different names

There are different names
for the same things
There are different names
for the same things

Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark

No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles brusied by a lady in black
And I held my toungue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back

If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms

If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs

If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark

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...

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

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

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

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

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?

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

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]

Ah ah ah ah ah ah,
Ah ah ah ah ah ah.

I took the 405 and drove the stake down into your center
and stated that its never ever been better then this.
I hung my favorite shirt on the floor board wrinkled up
from pulling pushing and tasting. (tasting)

You keep twisting the truth,
that keeps me thrown askew.

Misguided by the 405
because it led me to an alcohol next summer.
I missed the exit to your parents house hours ago.
Red wine and cigarettes
hide your bad habits underneath the patio. (patio patio patio)

You keep twisting the truth,
that keeps me thrown askew.
You keep twisting the truth,
that keeps me thrown askew.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah,
Ah ah ah ah ah ah,
Ah ah ah ah ah ah,
Ah ah ah ah ah ah.

Synapse to synapse: the possibility's thin.
I'm dressed up for free drinks and family greetings
on your wedding, your wedding, your wedding date.
The figures in plastic on the wedding cake that I took were so real.

And I kept distance: the complications cloud
the postcards and blip through fiberoptics,
as the girls with pigtails were running from little boys wearing bowties
their parents bought them: "I'll catch you this time!"

Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
Screaming, drunk, disorderly: I'll tell you mine.
You were the one, but I can't spit it out when the date's been set.
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.

Synapse to synapse: the sneaky kids had attached
beer cans to the bumper so they could drive
up and down the main drag.
People would turn to see who's making the racket.
It's not the first time.

When they lay down the fish will swim upstream
and I'll contest, but they won't listen
when the casualty rate's near 100%,
and there isn't a pension for second best or for hardly moving...

Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
Screaming, drunk, disorderly: I'll tell you mine.
You were the one, but I can't spit it out when the date's been set.
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.

You were the one, but I can't spit it out when the date's been set.
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.

This won't be the last you'll hear from me... it's just the start.
I hope that he keeps you up for weeks like you did to me.
I will hold a candle up to you to singe your skin. brace yourself... i'm bent with bitterness.
When your apologies fail to ring true,
(you're) so slick with that sarcastic slew or phrases like 'i thought you knew', while keeping me in hot pursuit.
Tracing the plot finds skin touching skin (abscence follows).
In the end, i win every time as ink remains.
Sour tastes prevail as you play back the tape machine.

"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...

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

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

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

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

Whenever I come back,
the air on railroad is making the same sounds
We peerde through the windows
new bottoms on barstools
but the people remain the same,
with prices inflating


As if saved from the gallows
there's a bellow of buzzers and the people
stop working and they're all so excited.


passing through unconscious states.
when I awoke I was on the highway.


with your hand on my shoulders,
a meaningless movement
a moviescript ending
and the patrons are leaving, leaving


now we all know the words were true in the sappiest songs (yes, yes)
I'll put them to bed,
but they won't sleep.
they're just shuffing the sheets,
they toss and turn,
(you can't begin to get it back)

passing through unconscious states
when I awoke I was on
the onset of a later stage
the headlights are beacons on the highway.

i think i'm drunk enough to drive you home now
i'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key
that's rusted firm, no lie
'cause all these conversations wind on and on...
drinking champagne from a paper cup
is never quite the same
and every sip's moving through my eyes
and up into my brain
at half past two; about time to leave
'cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues
a sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves
as i'm waiting around for you

Three wasted years, standing still
As you opened up, 18 miles wide
On this country drive
I can't keep up
'cause you're so far gone
And it's all too much hindsight
Three wasted years, wasting time
As the hunger pains grow inside

I can't keep up
'cause you're so far gone
And it's all too much hindsight


Three wasted years, wasting time
As the hunger pains grow inside

I can't keep up
'cause you're so far gone
And it's all too much hindsight


I can't keep up
'cause you're so far gone
And it's all too much hindsight
x2










가사입력NAKMUSE

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

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

(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

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

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

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

DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE LYRICS

"A Lack Of Color"

And when i see you
I really see you upside down
But my brain knows better
It picks you up and turns you around
Turns you around, turns you around

If you feel discouraged
That there's a lack of color here
Please don't worry lover
It's really bursting at the seams
Absorbing everything
The spectrum's a to z

This is fact not fiction
For the first time in years
And all the girls in every girlie magazine
Can't make me feel any less alone
I'm reaching for the phone

To call at 7:03 and on your machine I slur a plea for you to come home
But i know it's too late
I should have given you a reason to stay
Given you a reason to stay [x3]

This is fact not fiction
For the first time in years

You were the mother of three girls so sweet
Who stormed through your turnstile
And climbed to the street
But after conception your body lay cold
And withered through autumn and you found yourself old

Can you tell me why you have been so sad?
He took a lover on a faraway beach
While you arrange flowers and chose color schemes

Can you tell me why you have been so sad?
Can you tell me why you have been so sad?

The girls were all there
They traded their vows
The youngest one glared with furrowed brows
They tenderly kissed then cut the cake
The bride then tripped and broke the vase
The one you thought would spend the years
So perfectly paced below the mirror
Arriving late, you clean the debris
And walked into the angry scene

It felt just like falling in love again [x2]

Can you tell me why you have been so sad?
Can you tell me why you have been so