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A Comet Appears `Shins`

to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte) 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

Turn On Me `The Shins`

Though I knew you masked your disdain I can see the change was just too hard for us, you always had to hold the reigns, but where I'm headed you just don't know the way.

The Shins `Flake Music`

Is it too near when they're nice Is that why there's sand in your eyes You should look up cause they're nothing at all Blow me a kiss and I'll try Wade through the mud and return wearing white Hanging

Gone For Good (Alternate Ver.) `The Shins`

Untie me, Ive said no vows The train is getting way too loud I gotta leave here my girl Get on with my lonely life Just leave the ring on the rail For the wheels to nullify Until this turn in my

A Comet Appears `The Shins`

One hand on this wily comet, Take a drink just to give me some weight, Some uber-man Id make, Im barely a vapor They shone a chlorine light on, A host of individual sins, Lets carve my aging

Sealegs `Shins`

to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte) Of all the churning random hearts Under the sun Eventually fading into night, These two are opening now As we lie, I touch you Under fuller light.

It's Only Life `The Shins`

We all spend a little while going down the rabbit hole. The things they taught you. They’re lining up to haunt you. They’ve your back against the wall. Call you on the telephone.

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...

Red Rabbits `The Shins`

Hurled to the center of the Earth again The place where its hot, love You know it hurts to breathe in And the watershed you balance on is begging it Well did he ever know Will he ever know?

No Way Down `The Shins`

He's the son of a government man And a pillar of salt I was born with blood on my hands And have all the signs of a bleeding heart Living high on a giant hawk On a mountain so steep Keep your head

No Way Down (Swift Sessions) `The Shins`

Meet the son of a government man And a pillar of salt I was born with blood on my hands And have all the signs of a bleeding heart Living high on a giant hog On a mountain so steep Keep your head

Spilt Needles `The Shins`

Ive done myself an impossible crime, Had to paint myself a hole, And fall inside, If its far enough in sight and rhyme, I get to wear another dress, And count in time, Oh, wont you do me the

Fall Of '82 (Swift Sessions) `The Shins`

I do relate to you in so many ways But I didnt go through what you must have in those early days You had to be strong at such a very young age A new life on Lima Lane So wont you listen to me now

Australia `The Shins`

Time to put the earphones on: No! Born to multiply or born to gaze into night skies, When all you wants one more Saturday.

Simple Song (Acoustic) `The Shins`

Well this is just a simple song To say what you done I told you about all those fears And away they did run You sure must be strong And you feel like an ocean Being warmed by the sun When I was

September `The Shins`

Into this strange elastic world Pontus kindly gave up a pearl Of his eternal stone and mud And ain't she lovely bone and blood Born of the sea A thousand miles away from me A court of angels Wards

When I Goosestep `The Shins`

When I Goosestep - The Shines When you're riding the rails with those wide open eyes Well, there's one old south paw you will always fight And alone on a worn-out throne is the reigning queen

Black Wave `The Shins`

This goose is cooked, these tongues are tied, Around the block and airborne blind, But looking on the brighter side, Theres far less to which Id be obliged, In the meadow where the black breeze blows

For A Fool `The Shins`

Young and bright But now just a dim light Off in the distance A falling stone Following the path Of least resistance If I still fight, it's just that I'm Afraid I'll slide under that spell again

The Rifle's Spiral `The Shins`

You pour your life down the rifle's spiral And show us you've earned it. Cleric's fog will recede right before your eyes. So long to this wretched form. Down gray eyes on the subway.

Wonderful Christmastime `The Shins`

The moon is right The spirit’s up We’re here tonight And that’s enough The party’s on The feelin’s here That only comes This time of year Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having

Bait And Switch `The Shins`

I finally had all my ducks in a row, peace and quiet, the means of subtraction. And how she got in, I'm not sure that I know. Two weeks on and my spine was in traction, my eyes in a basket.

Shin-Paring `Chumbawamba`

Shin-Paring Hey bugger me, now where's mi clogs? Sunday cap and Sunday togs Come along and pare some shins Winner often wins Hey ho! And away we go! Kick your opponent's shins, oh! Hey ho!

Fall Of '82 `The Shins`

There's something I never told you And I'm about to try See you were my lifeline when the world was exploding You moved back in with us in the fall of '82 I fell into dark times and you were there

Sleeping Lessons `The Shins`

Go without, Til the need seeps in, Youre low anymore, Collect your novel petals for the stem, And glow, Glow, Melt and flow, Eviscerate your fragile frame, And spill it out in the ragged floor,

Port Of Morrow `The Shins`

Through the rain and all the clatter, under the Freemont bridge, I saw a pigeon fly, fly in fear from a raptor come to take its life.

Mild Child `The Shins`

There was a time, (came on the glass, the sun.) (So youre never sure just whom to punish.) He can come inside to hide away and (ease your haze ennui.)

Sea Legs `The Shins`

Of all the churning random hearts Under the sun Eventually fading into night, These two are opening now As we lie, I touch you Under fuller light.

40 Mark Strasse `The Shins`

Is it all so very simple And horribly complex You're suffering And there's nothing coming next Your mom smokes in the kitchen Her voice a cutting drown They're creeping out, you pass the bar Your

Phantom Limb `The Shins`

Foals in winter coats, White girls of the North, File past one, five and one They are the fabled lambs, Of Sunday ham, The EHS norm.