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Black Wave - The Shins

"This goose is cooked, these tongues are tied, Around the block and airborne blind, But looking on the brighter side, There's far less to which I'd be obliged, In the meadow where the black breeze blows, Where"

Girl Sailor - The Shins

"The gutter may profess its love, Then follow it with hesitation, But there are just so many of You out there for rent A stronger girl would shake this off in flight, And never give it more than a frowning"

A Comet Appears - The Shins

"One hand on this wily comet, Take a drink just to give me some weight, Some uber-man I'd make, I'm barely a vapor They shone a chlorine light on, A host of individual sins, Let's carve my aging face off, Fetch"

Kissing The Lipless - The Shins

"Called to see if your back Was still aligned and your sheets Were growing grass all on the corners of your bed But you've got too much to wear on your sleeves It has too much to do with me And secretly"

Mine's Not A High Horse - The Shins

"After that confrontation You left me wringing my cold hands We shared some information We might not recover from And I watch your convictions Melt like ice cubes in an ocean You were so poorly cast"

So Says I - The Shins

"An address to the golden door I was strumming on a stone again Pulling teeth from the pimps of gore when hatched A tragic opera in my mind... And it told of a new design In which every soul is duty"

Young Pilgrims - The Shins

"A cold and wet November dawn And there are no barking sparrows Just emptiness to dwell upon. I fell into a winter slide And ended up the kind of kid who goes down chutes too narrow Just eking out"

Saint Simon - The Shins

"After all these implements and text designed by intellects So vexed to find evidently there's just so much that hides And though the saints of us divine in ancient feeding lines Their sentiment is just"

Fighting In A Sack - The Shins

"Just last night I woke from some unconscionable dream And had it nailed to my forehead again To keep this boat afloat There are things you can't afford to know So I save all my breath for the sails."

Pink Bullets - The Shins

"I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold Oh what a contrast you were To the brutes in the halls My timid young fingers held a decent animal. Over"

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