What Sara Said
so i was listening to some new death cab for cutie. and this song really moved me. its kinda sad. but very good. i wish i had the ability to write like ben gibbard. and make music like him and the rest of the members of death cab. anywho, very good. very good.
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And It Came To Me Then That Every Plan Is A Tiny Prayer to Fathertime As I Stared at My Shoes in the ICU That Reeked of Piss and 409.
And I Rationed My Breaths as I Stare Into Myself Did I Already Take Him Too Much Today as Each Descending Peak on the LCD Took You a Little Further Away From Me.
Away From Me
Amongst the Vending Machines and Your 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.
And I Knew That You Were the Truth I Would Rather Lose Than to Have Never Lain Beside it All Then I Looked Around at All the Eyes on the Ground as the TV Entertained Itself.
'cause There's No Comfort in the Waiting Room, Just Nervous Faces Bracing for Bad News. Then the Nurse Comes 'round and Everyone Lifts Their Head. I'm Thinking of What Sara Said: That LOVE IS WATCHING SOMEONE DIE.
So Who's Gonna Watch You Die?
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And It Came To Me Then That Every Plan Is A Tiny Prayer to Fathertime As I Stared at My Shoes in the ICU That Reeked of Piss and 409.
And I Rationed My Breaths as I Stare Into Myself Did I Already Take Him Too Much Today as Each Descending Peak on the LCD Took You a Little Further Away From Me.
Away From Me
Amongst the Vending Machines and Your 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.
And I Knew That You Were the Truth I Would Rather Lose Than to Have Never Lain Beside it All Then I Looked Around at All the Eyes on the Ground as the TV Entertained Itself.
'cause There's No Comfort in the Waiting Room, Just Nervous Faces Bracing for Bad News. Then the Nurse Comes 'round and Everyone Lifts Their Head. I'm Thinking of What Sara Said: That LOVE IS WATCHING SOMEONE DIE.
So Who's Gonna Watch You Die?