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Текст песни:
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....
@ Death Cab For Cutie
Текст песни:
Earth angel, earth angel
Will you be mine?
My darling dear,
Love you all the time.
I′m just a fool,
A fool in love...
With you
Earth angel, earth angel
The one I adore,
Love you forever,
And ever more
I′m just a fool,
A fool in love
With you.
I fell for you,
And I knew
The vision of your loveliness
I hoped and I prayed
That someday,
I′d be the vision
Of your happiness
Earth angel, earth angel,
Please be mine
My darling dear,
Love you all the time
I′m just a fool,
A fool in love
With you
I fell for you,
And I knew
The vision of your loveliness
I hope and I pray
That someday,
I′d be the vision
Of your happiness
Earth angel, earth angel
Please be mine
My darling dear,
Love you all the time
I′m just a fool,
A fool in love...
With you.
@ Death Cab For Cutie
Текст песни:
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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Текст песни:
time for the final bout. 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 is an awful curse.
with age it just gets much worse, but i won′t mind.
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Текст песни:
Left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth that touched the lead to the pages of yout
manuscript.
I took my thumb off the concrete and saved up all my strength to hammer pillars for a picket fence.
It wasn′t quiet what it seemed... a lack of pleasantries (my able body isn′t what it used to be).
I must admist 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 conviction every
time.
My memory cannot recall... a wave of alcohol we shared a cigarette and shaved the hours off.
Lushing with the hallway concregation, my best judgement signed its resignation.
I rushed this.
We moved too fast, and tripped into the guestroom.
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Текст песни:
Whenever I come back,
the air on railroad is making the same sounds.
And the shop fronts on Holly
are dirty words (asterisks in for the vowels)
and we peered through the windows:
New bottoms on barstools, the people remain the same,
with prices inflating - inflating
As if saved from the gallows,
there′s a bellow of buzzers and people stop working
and they′re all so excited - excited
Passing through uncounscious states,
when I awoke I was on the high-way - high-way high-way high-way
With your hands on my shoulders ,
a meaningless movement: A movie script ending,
and the patrons are leaving - leaving
Passing through uncounscious states, when I awoke I was on the high-way
high-way high-way high-way high-way high-way high-way high-way
and now we all know the words were true
in the sappiest songs - yes, yes.
and I′ll put them to bed, but they won′t sleep.
Just shuffling the sheets, to toss and turn,
you can′t begin to get it back.
Passing through uncouscious states, when I awoke I was on
the onset of a later stage: the headlights are beacons on the high-way
high-way high-way high-way high-way high-way high-way high-way.
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Текст песни:
sometimes i think this cycle never ends
we slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
and it seems by the time that i have figured what it′s worth
the squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
but if i move my place in line i′ll lose.
and i have waited, the anticipation′s got me glued.
i am waiting for something to go wrong.
i am waiting for familiar resolve.
sometimes it seems that i don′t have the skills to recollect
the twists and turns of plots that took us from lovers to friends
i′m thinking i should take that volume back up off the shelf
and crack it′s weary spine and read to help remind myself
but if i move my place in line i′ll lose.
and I have waited, the anticipation′s got me glued.
i am waiting for something to wrong
i am waiting for familiar resolve
i am waiting for another repeat
another diet fed by crippling defeat
and i am waiting for that sense of relief
i am waiting for you to flee the scene
as if you held in your hand the smoking gun
and on the floor lay the one you said you loved.
and it′s strange
they are basically the same
so i don′t ask names anymore.
sometimes i think this cycle never ends
we slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
and it seems by the time that i have figured what it′s worth
the squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
the squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse (x2)
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Текст песни:
You tried you all 13 channels, but they burned me out again
′cause it′s over whenever they say
I quit sending postcards ′cause no one know what to revere,
and the mailman can′t come in to explain
So I′m out of gasoline, and I hate see, and it′s hard to never mind.
It′s hard to never mind.
I bought myself new candles, they only burn old flames.
I guess it′s all the same anyway
Looked through my high school annuals to see who I still knew
but my point of view′s forever changed
All this gasoline just goes to show that no one never minds.
It′s building up, bottled up in time
All your energy just says to me that you never can′t unwind.
Just bring it down, bring it down this time.
And should it count against me, if I keep everything that you send me?
Are you going to find me so the bogs? aren′t empty all the time?
I think way too much about the way things should be said
′cause it just can′t leave my head all the way.
It seems my brand new candles would catch on fire today
I think I might get burned anyway
All this gasoline just goes to show not everything is nice.
I do my best, not everything is right
All your energy just says to me that you never can′t unwind.
Just bring it down, bring it down this time.
Please bring it down, bring it down.
@ Death Cab For Cutie
Текст песни:
Holding fast until the rent checks wear thin
because it hasn′t sunk in... so far
Well it′s a drab routine, the dust storms building
and then it′s hard to come clean
Then the months stack up to an addictive crutch
As if the drink weren′t enough
A stagger cannot compete
There′s no charm in being residential state street
And if I was sober
could I kill caution and stay over
And if I was sober
would I rip hearts apart like paper?
I wish you could know better than you show
with parted lips pointed down
That the whiskey soothes more than you could ever do.
And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?
What a difference it made
What a difference it made
And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?
What a difference it made
What a difference it made
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Текст песни:
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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Текст песни:
I descended a dusty gravel ridge
Beneath the Bixby Canyon Bridge
Until I eventually arrived
At the place where your soul had died.
Barefoot in the shallow creek,
I grabbed some stones from underneath
And waited for you to speak to me.
And the silence; it becamse so very clear
That you had long ago dissapeared.
I cursed myself for being surprised
That this didn′t play like it did in my mind.
All the way from San Francisco
As I chased the end of your road
Cause I′ve still got miles to go.
And I want to know my fate
If I keep up this way.
And it′s hard to want to stay awake
When everyone you need, they all seem to be asleep.
And you wonder if you missed your dream.
You can′t see a dream
You can′t see a dream.
You just can′t see a dream.
And then it started getting dark.
I truged back to where the car was parked
No closer to any kind of truth
As I assume was the case with you.
@ Death Cab For Cutie
Текст песни:
bent at the knee, a last resort
backfired and made things worse
once on the bus, it was quite possible
you′d be the jailhouse queen
jury and judge were screaming to hang
you spat the sweat from brow
he shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work
it had to end right now...
i can′t drive straight counting your fake frowns
focusing in; details a must
trying to make each one count
all on your fingers stopping at ten
magistrate′s keyed in how
the jury and judge were screaming to hang
you spat the sweat from brow
he shrugged his shoulders; nothing would work
it had to end right now...
we can′t keep your interest now
increasing pixels and sound
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Текст песни:
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. your studies for
fringe new york streets: i was reading the
pavement in every work you would speak.
to a "brownstone up three flights of stairs"
and it′s on...
buying drinks for the poets upstate, this
southern corrupting towed you down the
interstate, and they all said that you
were the king of gloomy disruption that
surfaced when you would speak. this
town simply cannot compete so i′m
packing my Bullets and Silverstones and
heading east to a "brownstone up three
flights of stairs" and it′s 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 book set the pace
with incomparable cool.
and if the tempo was lousy it was lost
on all but you...
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Текст песни:
It′s gotten late and now i want to be alone
All of our friends were here, they all have gone home
And here i sit on the front porch watching the drunks stumble forth into the night
you gave me a heart attack; i did not see you there. i thought you had disappeared so early away
from here.
And this is the chance I never got to make a move.
But we just talk about the people we′ve met in the last 5 years.
And will remember them in ten more?
I let you bum a smoke, you quit this winter past.
I′ve tried twice before but like this, it just will not last.
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Текст песни:
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...
beaches filled with sand
while the tv trays, wasting summer days
slowly slipping away
but ur so little help
when days are slow
and i′m down inside
i′ll have to go
your 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...
beaches filled with sand
while the tv trays, wasting summer days
slowly slipping away
but your so little help
when days are slow
and i′m down inside
i have to go...
your so little help
when your are slow
when i′m down inside...
i′m down inside
i′m down inside
i′m down inside
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Текст песни:
I don′t mind the weather
I′ve got scarves and caps and sweaters
I′ve got long johns under slacks for blustery days.
I think that it′s brainless to assume that making changes to your window′s view will give a new
perspective.
And the hardest part is yet to come
I don′t mind restrictions or if you′re blacking out the friction
It′s just an escape (it′s overrated anyways)
The hardest part is yet to come
When you will cross the country alone.
@ Death Cab For Cutie
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