Transatlanticism

there's a tear in the fabric of your favorite dress and i'm sneaking glances. looking for the patterns in static they start to make sense the longer i'm at it. ivory lines lead oo wha-ho, oo wha-ho your heart is a river that flows from your chest thr

"Passenger Seat" 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 differe

i've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots that my tongue was tied off my brain's repeating "if you've got an impulse let it out" but they never make it past my mouth. baa bah, this is the sound of settling baa bah, baa bah (x2) our youth

death of an interior decorator 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

Transatlanticism 横渡大西洋 Death Cab for Cutie The atlantic was born today and i'll tell you how... 大西洋今日诞生,我来讲述它的过程... The clouds above opened up and let it out. 云雾终将散去,水落必然石出. I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere 我站在地球表面,它千疮百孔. When the

"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 love

title and registration the glove compartment is inaccurately 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

"Tiny Vessels" This is the moment that you know That you told her that 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 t

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 on isla