Альбом Death Cab For Cutie

we'll correct collegiate mistakes. a shower of formal ideals. completely soused.
the hearts on our sleeves, as they drowned we could hear them screaming, "oh,
what a tragic way to see our final days."

I attempt to talk up the town: "the answers are in the arches of the 20th
century towers and in comfortable cars in motion." and yet it still remains,
this incessent refrain: "you're just like the rest. you restlessness makes you
lazy."

keeping busy is just wasting time and I've wasted what little he gave me. (all
around) I know the conscious choice was crystal clear, to clear the slate of
former years: when I sang softly in your ear and tied these arms around you.
all is full of love (by bjork)
you'll be given love
you'll be taken care of
you'll be given love
you have to trust it
maybe not from the sources
you've poured yours
into
maybe not
from the directions
you are
staring at
twist your head around
it's all around you
all is full of love
all around you
all is full of love
you just ain't receiving
all is full of love
your phone is off the hook
all is full of love
your doors are all shut
all is full of love

(by Bjork)

you'll be given love
you'll be taken care of
you'll be given love
you have to trust it
maybe not from the sources
you've poured yours
into
maybe not
from the directions
you are
staring at
twist your head around
it's all around you
all is full of love
all around you
all is full of love
you just ain't receiving
all is full of love
your phone is off the hook
all is full of love
your doors are all shut
all is full of love

time for the final bout. rows of deserted houses: all our stable mates are
highway bound. give us our measly sum: getting the air inside my lungs is
heavenly. we're starting out with nothing but crippling doubt. we'll rest easy
(justified). I've 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 won't
mind.