• Ben Gibbard

So this is the new year. And i don't feel any different.

Ben Gibbard

The clanking of crystal Explosions off in the distance (in the distance). So this is the new year And I have no resolutions For self assigned penance For problems with easy solutions So everybody put your best suit or dress on Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn As thirty dialogs bleed into one I wish the world was flat like the old days Then i could travel just by folding a map No more airplanes, or speed trains, or freeways There'd be no distance that could hold us back.

There'd be no distance that could hold us back x2 So this is the new year x4. There's a tear in the fabric of your favorite dress And i'm sneaking glances.

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Looking for the patterns in static They start to make sense the longer i'm at it. Ivory lines lead Oo wha-ho, oo wha-ho Your heart is a river that flows from your chest Through every organ Your brain is the dam And i am the fish who can't reach the core. Ivory lines lead Oo wha-ho, oo wha-ho Oh, instincts are misleading You shouldn't think what you're feeling They don't tell you what you know you should want. Ivory lines lead Oo wha-ho, oo wha-ho x2 Oh, instincts are misleading You shouldn't think what you're feeling They don't tell you want you know you should want. Ivory lines lead Oo wha-ho. The glove compartment is inaccurately named And everybody knows it. So i'm proposing a swift orderly change.

Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm And all i find are souvenirs from better times Before the gleam of your taillights fading east To find yourself a better life. Sometimes I think this cycle never ends We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again And it seems by the time that I have figured what it's worth The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse. But if I move my place in line I'll lose. And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.

I am waiting for something to go wrong. I am waiting for familiar resolve.

Sometimes it seems that I don't have the skills to recollect The twists and turns of plots that turned us from lovers to friends I'm thinking I should take that volume back up off the shelf And crack it's weary spine and read to help remind myself But if I move my place in line I'll lose. And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued. I am waiting for something to go wrong I am waiting for familiar resolve I am waiting for another repeat Another diet fed by crippling defeat And I am waiting for that sense of relief I am waiting for you to flee the scene As if you held in your hand the smoking gun And on the floor lay the one you said you loved. And it's strange They are basically the same So I don't ask names anymore.

Sometimes I think this cycle never ends We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again And it seems by the time that I have figured what it's worth The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse. The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse x2.

I've got a hunger Twisting my stomach into knots That my tongue was tied off My brain's repeating 'if you've got an impulse let it out' But they never make it past my mouth. Baa bah, this is the sound of settling Baa bah, baa bah x2 Our youth is fleeting Old age is just around the bend And i can't wait to go grey And i'll sit and wonder Of every love that could've been If i'd only thought of something charming to say. Baa bah, this is the sound of settling Baa bah, baa bah x4 I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots. The Atlantic was born today and I'll tell you how. The clouds above opened up and let it out. I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere When the water filled every hole. And thousands upon thousands made an ocean, Making islands where no island should go.

Those people were overjoyed; they took to their boats. I thought it less like a lake and more like a moat. The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flatlands to your door have been silenced forever more. The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row It seems farther than ever before Oh no.

I need you so much closer x8 instrumental break I need you so much closer x4 So come on, come on x4. I roll the window down And then begin to breathe in The darkest country road And the strong scent of evergreen From the passenger seat as you are driving me home. Then looking upwards I strain my eyes and try To tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.

'do they collide?' I ask and you smile. With my feet on the dash The world doesn't matter. When you feel embarrassed then i'll be your pride When you need directions then i'll be the guide For all time. For all time. You were the mother of three girls so sweet Who stormed through your turnstile And climbed to the street But after conception your body lay cold And withered through autumn and you found yourself old Can you tell me why you have been so sad? He took a lover on a faraway beach While you arrange flowers and chose color schemes Can you tell me why you have been so sad?

Can you tell me why you have been so sad? The girls were all there They traded their vows The youngest one glared with furrowed brows They tenderly kissed then cut the cake The bride then tripped and broke the vase The one you thought would spend the years So perfectly placed below the mirror Arriving late, you clean the debris And walked into the angry sea It felt just like falling in love again x2 Can you tell me why you have been so sad? Can you tell me why you have been so. God bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime Remembering when you were mine In a still suburban town When every thursday I'd brave those mountain passes And you'd skip your early classes And we'd learn how our bodies worked. God damn the black night with all it's foul temptation I become what I always hated When I was with you then We looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact Fumbling to make contact As the others slept inside And together there In a shroud of frost, the mountain air Began to pass from every pane of weathered glass And I held you closer than anyone would ever get Do you remember the JAMC? And reading aloud from magazines I don't know about you but I swear on my name they could smell it on me I've never been too good with secrets.

And together there In a shroud of frost and mountain air Began to pass through every pane of weathered glass And I held you closer.