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Something About Airplanes

by Death Cab for Cutie

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1.
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
2.
I saw the scene unfold on a rainy Sunday Creases indicating fold that kept four walls from caving in I took a little more of what I take for granted And filled my plate for fear that gears would turn And wheels would roll away Something's got to break you down Entered the scene (i'm told) on I think it was Monday You drove straight through and mined that quarry For all it could bleed 'til dry I took a little more 'til I got taken for granted Cause beautiful boys gave chase And when they arch your backbone It's such a dreadful sight I'll react when faces find you With jealous fits that gag and bind you Cause nothing hurts like nothing at all When imagination takes full control
3.
I think I'm drunk enough to drive you home now I'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key That's rusted firm, no lie Cause all these conversations wind on and on Drinking champagne from a paper cup Is never quite the same And every sip's moving through my eyes And up into my brain At half past two, about time to leave Cause the DJ's playing rhythm and blues A sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves As I'm waiting around for you
4.
Your Bruise 04:19
It's a backwards attraction to your forward eyes But you're so far-sighted that you can't place trust In what or who you recognize We sped the Plymouth cross the banks of the mississippi river Mary Timony was smaller then a super ball Chitter-chatter all these secrets started giving me the shivers Plain and simply broken down near olympia I think your bruise was understanded 'Cause you can't feel this anymore It's getting bluer and you can't keep faking That you can't feel this anymore
5.
I think you caught me on the downslide, downturn I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and smiles They had the worst intentions all along after all The royal castle holds the mellow drama kings and queens And all their dazzling children; they're so regal (clean) With pristine fingertips they wash behind their ears And let their hair down 'til the audiences leave I'm definitely shaking The silence isn't breaking Back-washed and stranded memories Of something I thought could be
6.
Sleep Spent 03:37
I can't expel the truth It's much more than I thought I could do And with time my worth with stain And split your heart from my name... So drive away your mouth from my ears And waste a day so I can think clearly And what's left to wait for here As my hands sleep spent this last year Choking the bottle's neck that pulled you from my bed
7.
And I'm standing up In my practice room I'm all alone Speakers almost blown On my new Gibson amp Oh, what the hell Things are not so different In my vocal master You are the face that launched One thousand shits Greeks and Trojans And a thousand shits The shits lining the shores Of Asia minor Lining all the shores Of Asia minor You can tell that I'm not A minor in Asia no more I'm standing up This is the face that launched A thousand shits I'm standing up This is the face that launched One thousand shits This is the face that shot You'll never have replaced Splitting up his kids to three separate parts For his sons and the three separate hearts
8.
Amputations 04:54
And if it was just how you wanted You'd be glued to his bones and his brain stem And changing your image and attitudes Won't bring you back into your bedroom Amputating as he's waiting He's unresponsive 'cause you're irresponsible Little swinger your bottle is thinking too much 'Cause you're aiming to please way off target And I'll tell you what you must already know Of amputating that too slow
9.
Fake Frowns 04:30
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
10.
There things take my time and energy Don't stand too close without apologies Cutthroat, cut out candid glimpses and Wind me up, I'm ready Can't escape this line of best fit I remember being inside something more than you

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released August 18, 1998

benjamin gibbard - sing, guitar, small piano
nathan good - drum
nicholas harmer - bass
christopher walla - guitar, organ, electric piano, things

erika jacobs - cello on "bend..." and "face..."
abi hall - sing on "line..."

this album was recorded and produced on 8 analog tracks by chris walla at the hall of justice. nathan good helped chris mix it, and tony lash mastered it. string parts on "bend..." and "face..." were written and arranged by erika jacobs. photography by chuck robertson. printing by girlie press.

death cab would like to thank our families and friends, erika jacobs, abi hall, sean nelson, evan sult, jay and joe chilcote, josh rosenfeld, christopher possanza, jason avinger, pete greenberg, chuck robertson, scott mccaughey, jason hughes, paul beaudry, bradley littlejohn, lance and beth, brian enslow, trevor adams, joe molchnick, tina potterf, tim kline, and aaron davis.

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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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