Showing posts with label Death Cab For Cutie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Death Cab For Cutie. Show all posts

Monday, June 10, 2013

"Oh sweet it's time for the epic panflute music" June 10, 2013

Song #160: Long Divison- Death Cab For Cutie
From the album Narrow Stairs, released May 12, 2008
"His head was a city/ of paper buildings/ and the echos that remained/ of old friends and lovers/ their features bleeding/ together in his brain...
/he was always distracted/ by the very mention/ of an open door/ 'cause he had sworn not to be what he'd before/ to be a remain remain remainder...
/and they carried out like/ long division/ and it was clear with every page/ that they were further away from a solution that would play"

Saturday, June 1, 2013

"He's like the master of racism." June 1, 2013

Song #151: The Ice Is Getting Thinner- Death Cab For Cutie
From the album Narrow Stairs, released May 12, 2008
"We're not the same dear as we used to be/ the seasons have changed/ and so have we/ there was little we could say/ and little we could do/ to stop the ice from getting thinner/ under me/ and you"

Thursday, May 30, 2013

"It's rustic." "It's amish." May 30, 2013

Song #149: Little Bribes- Death Cab For Cutie
From the EP The Open Door, released March 31, 2009
"And you were like a walking compliment/ tall in stature and exceptionally read/ in dummy glasses and cardigan/ oh come on/ and oh so empty were the faces of the dealers and the waitresses all 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 basement where the sun has never split/ you said that you were lonely/ and then we kissed like lonely people do/ you said this 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/ and those foolish dreams oh they plague me still"

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

"You gotta' do the most rustic thing you can, apparently. Trolling the cops is rustic." May 29, 2013

Song #148: My Mirror Speaks- Death Cab For Cutie
From the EP The Open Door, released March 31, 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 the they used to and they haven't for quite a while/ because I'm a man who hides from all that binds in 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 my mirror speaks with irreverence/ like a soldier I can't command/ it sees a child in the body of a full-grown man...
/A new position for a different view/ and nothing changes but the slightest hues"

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

"That is rude to my people." May 21, 2013

From the album Narrow Stairs, released May 12, 2008
"How I wish you could see the potential/ the potential of you and me/ it's like a book elegantly bound but/ in a language that you can't read just yet/ you gotta' spend some time love/ you gotta' spend some time/ with me/and I know that you'll find love/ I will possess your heart"

Saturday, May 18, 2013

"Nick and I were actually talking about how hard or easy it would be to train a monkey to steal jewelry" May 18, 2013

From the EP The Open Door, released March 31, 2009
"Wait to talk when I should listen/ and cloud mistakes with false revisions/ all my friends are forward-thinking/ getting hitched and quitting drinking/ and I can feel them pulling away/ as I'm resigned to stay the same...
/And you can't even begin to know/ how many times I've told myself I told you so/ and you can't even begin to believe/ there's so many bridges engulfed in flames behind me"

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

"Suck it!" "Suck it busses!" May 14, 2013

Song #133: No Sunlight- Death Cab For Cutie
From the album Narrow Stairs, released May 12, 2008
"When I was young/ lying in the grass/ I felt so safe/ in a warming bath/ of sunlight/ of sunlight...
/with every year/ that came to pass/ more clouds appeared/ until the sky went black/ and there was/ no sunlight/ no sunlight...
/you disappeared at the same speed/ the idealistic things I believed/ the optimist died inside of me/ no sunlight/ no sunlight"

Friday, May 10, 2013

"You drove." May 10, 2013

Song #129: Title and Registration- Death Cab For Cutie
From the album Transatlanticism, released October 7, 2003
"The glove compartment/ isn't accurately named/ and everybody knows it/ so I'm proposing/ a swift orderly change/ 'cause behind its doors/ there's nothing to keep my fingers warm/ and 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 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 I rest/ where disappointment and regret/ collide"

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

"That guy is Swag Master Mcgee" May 7, 2013

From the album Plans, released August 30, 2005
"In Catholic school/ as vicious as Roman rule/ I got my knucles bruised/ by a lady in black/ and I held my tounge/ as she told me son/ fear is the heart of love/ so I never went back...
/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 eachother soon/ in the blackest of rooms"

Saturday, May 4, 2013

"You don't need my help to be a hipster" May 4, 2013

Song #123: Soul Meets Body- Death Cab For Cutie
From the album Plans, released August 30, 2005
"I want to live/ where soul meets body/ and let the sun wrap it's arms around me/ and bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing/ and feel/ feel what's it 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 there/ I cannot guess/ what we'll discover/ we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels/ but I know our flithy hands/ 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/ but 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"

Saturday, April 20, 2013

"Double ding dong" April 20, 2013

From the album Transatlanticism, released October 7, 2003
"I've got a hunger/ twisting my stomach into knots/ that my tongue has tied off/ and 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/ baa bah/ our youth is fleeting/ old age is just around the bend/ and I can't wait to go gray/ and I'll sit and wonder/ of every love that could've been/ if I'd only thought of something charming to say"

Saturday, March 30, 2013

"Silly swagless boys" March 30, 2013

From the album Plans, released August 30, 2005
"Burn it down/ 'till the embers smoke on the ground/ and start new/ when your heart is an empty room/ with the walls of deepest blue/ home's face/ 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"

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

"I see how it is, anarchist!" "On the weekends" February 27, 2013

From the album Transatlanticism, released October 7, 2003
"All I see/ is dark grey clouds/ in the distance moving closer with every hour/ so when you ask/ 'Was something wrong?'/ I think/ 'You're damn right there is/ but we can't talk about it now/ no we can't talk about it now'"

Monday, February 18, 2013

"He's such a cuntswamp" February 18, 2013

From the album Transatlanticism, released October 7, 2003
"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 years/ all the girls in every girly magazine/ can't make me feel/ any less alone"

Friday, February 15, 2013

Sunday, February 10, 2013

"You're just running around your house... like 'Be quiet Nick, I'm putting you under the couch.'" February 10, 2013

From the album The Photo Album, released October 15, 2003
"I intentionally wrote it out to be an illegible mess/ you wanted me to write you letters but I'd rather lose your address/ and forget that we'd ever met/ and what did or did not occur/ sitting in the station it's all a blur/ of dance hall hips/ pretentious quips/ a boxer's bob and weave" 

Saturday, February 2, 2013

"I thought you were only into robot cats." February 2, 2013

From the album Transatlanticism, released October 7, 2003
"And you'd skip your early classes/ and we'd learn how our bodies worked/ god damn the black night/ with all its foul temptations/ I've become what I always hated"

Thursday, January 31, 2013

"I'm blaming you because you're the only other person here" January 31, 2013

From the album Plans, released August 30, 2005
"I cannot pretend that I felt any regret/ 'cause each broken heart will eventually mend"

Sunday, January 27, 2013

"This is ours." January 27, 2012

Song #27: Crooked Teeth- Death Cab For Cutie
From the album Plans, released August 30, 2005
"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"