Тексты песен «Death Cab For Cutie»

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

Try to scrape it off the thought of skin against skin Move it from the front to back and start it go again With the digression and time we will multiply And I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever Fits in...

Lying in a field of black Underneath the overpass Mangled in the shards of a metal frame Woken from the dream by my own name Well I was such a wretched man Searching everywhere for a homeland Now we are under the same...

You were my army and I would command Attack the holy land And you were that interstate That I would roll my tanks down And color my stunned And wake the children when I'm done And put the details in a jar And...

You are my army and I would command "Attack the Holy Land." And you are that interstate That I would roll my tanks down. So color me stunned. And wake the children when done And put the details in a jar And bury them...

Every town has a diner where I'll meet you, and your friends too. Things are just a bit nicer over some coffee; you can tell me all about your day. I don't know much about you, not that i want to, not that i want...

When we laugh indoors, the blissful tones bounce off the walls And fall to the ground Peel the hardwood backs and let them loose from decades trapped And listen so still This city is my home construction noise all...

God bless the daylight The sugary smell of springtime Remembering when you were mine In a still suburban town When every Thursday I'd brave those mountain passes And you'd skip your early classes And we'd learn,...

And it came to me then that every plan Is a tiny prayer to 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've already taken too much...

DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE LYRICS "Soul Meets Body" 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...

I'm in Los Angeles today... It smells like an airport runway. Jet fuel stenches in the cabin And lights flickering at random. I'm in Los Angeles today... Garbage cans comprise the medians of freeways always creaping...

I'm in Los Angeles today: It smells like an airport runway. Jet fuel stenches in the cabin and lights flickering at random. I'm in Los Angeles today: Grabage cans comprise the medians of freeways always creeping...

I'm having dreams about you. I wanna scream about you. I'm having dreams about you. I wanna scream about you. With everything you've done You were the girl who seemed to own the world There were things about you. I...

We're starting to feel We stayed together out of fear Of dying alone I've been slipping through the years My old clothes don't fit like they once did So they hang like ghosts Of the people I've been It's like my heart...

I'm starting to feel We stay together out of fear Of dying alone I've been slipping through the years My old clothes don't fit like they once did So they hang like ghosts of the people I've been It's like my...

You remind me of home: the paint cracks when the water leaks from the rusty pipes that are just beneath my feet You remind me of home: the heater's warm but fills the room with a potpourri of dust and gas fumes...