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threedoorcinemaclub
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threedoorcinemaclub I've been a fan of this album ever since I heard Soul Meets Body and the short version of I Will Follow You Into The Dark on the radio on the bus to elementary school. It has been a long time since then, but I still keep coming back to listening to the entire album all the way through. Plans is more than just the songs that made it to the radio.
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Jonathan Pryor If you listen to these albums chronologically the gradual transition becomes clear. Ignore the dumping on particular tracks on any offering. Every album (by ANYONE) has the occasional "floater" that won't appeal. Try consistently writing music to appeal to EVERYONE and still be artistic. One frustration for me is picking "favorite track" when ones mood is effected differently on any given day. How do you pick a single track from an album like this? Favorite track: Stable Song.
Cleo Graves
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Cleo Graves Plans is an shift towards a safer sound, but don't let that fool you a single bit; it manages to hit as hard as every other album thus far
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jextrevor Death cab for cutie is awesome
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1.
If I could open my arms and span the length of the isle of Manhattan I’d bring it to where you are, making a lake of the East River and Hudson If I could open my mouth wide enough for a marching band to march out They would make your name sing and bend through alleys and bounce off all the buildings I wish we could open our eyes to see in all directions at the same time Oh what a beautiful view, if you were never aware of what was around you And it is true what you said: that I live like a hermit in my own head But when the sun shines again I’ll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound But while you debate half-empty or half-full It slowly rises: your love is gonna drown
2.
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 what it’s 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 then here And I cannot guess what we’ll discover When we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels But I know our filthy hands can wash one another’s And not one speck will remain And 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’ll hold you near ‘cause you’re the only song I want to hear A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere Where soul meets body
3.
Summer Skin 03:14
Squeaky swings and tall grass The longest shadows ever cast The water’s warm and children swim And we frolicked about in our summer skin I don’t recall a single care Just greenery and humid air Then Labor Day came and went And we shed what was left of our summer skin On the night you left I came over And we peeled the freckles from our shoulders Our brand new coats were so flushed and pink And I knew your heart I couldn’t win Because the season’s change was a conduit And we’d left our love in our summer skin
4.
Alone on a train aimless in wander An outdated map crumpled in my pocket But I didn’t care where I was going ‘Cause they’re all different names for the same place The coast disappeared when the sea drowned the sun I knew no words to share it with anyone The boundaries of language I quietly cursed And all the different names for the same thing
5.
Love of mine, someday you will die But I’ll be close behind and I’ll follow you into the dark No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white Just our hands clasped so tight, waiting for the hint of a spark But if heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied And illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs If there’s no one beside you when your soul embarks Then I’ll follow you into the dark In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black And I held my tongue as she told me, “Son, Fear is the heart of love,” so I never went back You and me we’ve seen everything to see From Bangkok to Calgary and the soles of your shoes Are all worn down: the time for sleep is now But it’s nothing to cry about ‘Cause we’ll hold each other soon in the blackest of rooms
6.
Burn it down ‘til the embers smoke on the ground And start new when your heart is an empty room With walls of the deepest blue Home’s face: how it ages when you’re away And spring blooms and you find a 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 And out on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone The flames and smoke climbed out of every window And disappeared with everything that you held dear But you shed not a single tear For the things that you didn’t need ‘Cause you knew you were finally free ‘Cause all you see is where else you could be when you’re at home And there on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone
7.
I once knew a girl in the years of my youth With eyes like the summer: all beauty and truth But in the morning I fled, left a note and it read: Someday you will be loved And I cannot pretend that I felt any regret ‘Cause each broken heart will eventually mend Just as the blood runs red down the needle and thread Someday you will be loved You’ll be loved you’ll be loved Like you never have known And the memories of me will seem more like bad dreams Just a series of blurs: like I never occurred And someday you will be loved You may feel alone when you’re falling asleep And every time tears roll down your cheeks But I know your heart belongs to someone you’ve yet to meet And someday you will be loved
8.
It was 100 degrees as we sat beneath a willow tree whose tears didn’t care: They just hung in the air and refused to fall And I knew I’d made a horrible call and now the state line felt like the Berlin Wall And there was no doubt about which side I was on ‘Cause I built you a home in my heart with rotten wood and it decayed from the start And you can’t find nothin’ at all if there was nothin’ there all along I braved treacherous streets and kids strung out on homemade speed And we shared a bed in which I could not sleep at all ‘Cause at night the sun in retreat made the skyline look like crooked teeth in the mouth of a man who was devouring us both 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 nothin’ at all if there was nothin’ there all along I’m a war of head verses heart and it’s always this way My head is weak and my heart always speaks before I know what it will say And you can’t find nothin’ at all if there was nothin’ there all along There were churches, theme parks and malls but there was nothing there all along
9.
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’d already taken too much today As each descending peak on the LCD took you a little farther away from me Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines in a place where we only say goodbye It stung like a violent wind that our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds But I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground as the T.V. entertained itself ‘Cause there’s no comfort in the waiting room Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news And then the nurse comes ‘round and everyone will lift their heads But I’m thinking of what Sarah said: That “love is watching someone die.” So who’s gonna watch you die?
10.
You may tire of me as our December sun is setting ‘cause I’m not who I used to be No longer easy on the eyes but these wrinkles masterfully disguise the youthful boy below Who turned your way and saw something he was not looking for: both a beginning and an end But now he lives inside someone he does not recognize when he catches his reflection on accident On the back of a motorbike with your arms outstretched trying to take flight, leaving everything behind But even at our swiftest speed we couldn’t break from the concrete in the city where we still reside And I have learned that even landlocked lovers yearn for the sea, like navy men, ‘Cause now we say goodnight from our own separate sides like brothers on a hotel bed
11.
Stable Song 03:40
Time for the final bout Rows of deserted houses All our stablemates highway bound Give us our measly sum Getting the air inside my lungs is heavenly Starting out with nothing but crippling doubt We’ll rest easy, justified I 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 don’t mind

credits

released August 30, 2005

Death Cab for Cutie are Benjamin Gibbard, Nicholas Harmer, Jason McGerr and Christopher Walla

Words by Benjamin Gibbard

Produced, recorded and mixed by Christopher Walla

Additional recording by Mike Lapierre, Kip Beelman, Robbie Skrocki and Beau Sorenson

"Crooked Teeth" mixed by Chris Shaw at Sound Track in New York, NY
William Swan plays the trumpet on 'Soul Meets Body'
Sean Nelson sings the harmonies on 'Crooked Teeth'

Recorded in the barn at Longview Farms, North Brookfield, MA with help from Mike Lapierre and Ben Slater

Additional recording at:
Avast in Seattle, with help from Stuart Hallerman and Kevin Suggs;
Robert Lang Studios in Seattle, with help from Justin Armstrong and Austin Sousa; and
The Hall of Justice and Skrocki in Seattle, with help from Skrocki

Mixed at Smart Studios in Madison, WI with invaluable guidance from Beau Sorenson, and with assistance of Mike Zirkel and Lonya Nenashev

Mastered by Roger Seibel at SAE Mastering in Phoenix, AZ

Original artwork and layout by Adde Russell: www.adderussell.com

Management: Jordan Kurland / Zeitgeist Artist Management, LTD
Assistants: Hari Berrier, Jenn Leibhart
Legal: Conrad M. Rippy / Levine Plotkin & Menin, LLP
Business Management: David Rawson and Darlene Johnson / Zeisler, Zeisler & Rawson, LLP
A&R: Sam Riback and Mary Gormley

Booking by Trey Many / Aero Booking
Tour management by Mark Duston
Live sound by John Byrd and Will Markwell
Equipment and stage management by Andy Hayward
The lights are operated by Mark A. Philips
The bus is driven by Jason Yakel

Jason uses Ludwig drums, Paiste cymbals and Vic Firth sticks
Ben, Nick, and Chris use D'Addario strings
'Plans' was recorded using RADAR 24

All songs by Benjamin Gibbard, ©2005 EMI blackwood Music Inc. obo itself/ Where I'm Calling From Music (BMI) except

"Someday You Will Be Loved", "Crooked Teeth" and "Brothers on a Hotel Bed", by Benjamin Gibbard and Christopher Walla, ©2005 EMI Blackwood Music Inc. abo itself / Where I'm Calling From Music (BMI) / Please Pass the Songs (BMI);

"Summer Skin", by Benjamin Gibbard, Jason McGerr and Christopher Walla, ©2005 EMI Blackwood Music Inc. abo itself / Where I'm Calling From Music (BMI) / Giant Beat Songs (BMI) / Please Pass the Songs (BMI); and

"What Sarah Said", by Benjamin Gibbard and Nicholas Harmer, ©2005 EMI blackwood Music Inc. abo itself / Where I'm Calling From Music (BMI) /Shove It Up Your Songs (BMI)

Thank you all. There are simply too many of you to name.

This album is dedicated to Josh Rosenfeld

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Death Cab for Cutie is an American alternative rock band formed in Bellingham, Washington in 1997. The band is composed of Ben Gibbard, Nick Harmer, Jason McGerr, Dave Depper, and Zac Rae. They have been nominated for eight Grammy Awards. The band’s tenth studio album ‘Asphalt Meadows’ is out now. ... more

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