Port Of Morrow The Shins

Does it closed and for the captured, I funnel the fear through my ancient eyes. See in flight where I know all the bitter mechanics of life.

Morrow Blish

Lost in the time No morrow for me now 이젠 다 잃은 것만 같아 Lost now I am done 스치고 지나간 시간은 다 상처를 남겨놔 Lost in the time No morrow for me now 이젠 다 잃은 것만 같아 Lost now I am done 남겨진 나보다 차가운 내일만 I can‘t get out of it

A Comet Appears Shins

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, A host of

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.

The Shins Flake Music

like clothes on a line And I'll wait for you to spend all your time Waiting like grapes on a vine All of the goals you have yet to design Wheels are off the track I'm dripping everywhere Eyes are in the

morrow Dragon Ash

길거리를 打ち搖らす悲しい闇を拔けて (우치유라스 카나시- 야미오 누케테) 뒤흔드는 슬픔의 어둠을 빠져 나가서 Ah口ずさめば確かにそう晴れ　今は幸あれ (Ah 쿠치즈사메바 타시카니 소- 하레 쿄-와 사치 아레) Ah 입으로 흥얼대면 분명히 마음이 맑아질거야, 지금은 행복하기를… Just trying to get through this life… with the

TO MORROW Bob Gibson

I started on a journey about a year ago to a little town called Morrow in the State of Ohio.

Fall Of '82 The Shins

early days You had to be strong at such a very young age A new life from lemonade So won't you listen to me now There's something I never told you And I'm about to try See you were my lifeline when the

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

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

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

We Will Become Silhouettes The Shins

I've got a cupboard with cans of food, filtered water And pictures of you and I'm not coming out Until this is all over And I'm looking through the glass where the light bends At the cracks And I'm screaming

Turn On Me The Shins

You entertaining any doubts, 'cause you had to know that I was fond of you. Fond of Y-O-U.

Girl Sailor The Shins

The gutter may profess its love Then follow it with hesitation For there are just so many of You out there for rent A stronger girl would shake this off in flight And never give it more than

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...

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.)

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.

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.

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?

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

Australia The Shins

But look here, until then Theyre gonna buy your lifes time So keep your wick in the air and your feet in the fetters To the day.

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

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,

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

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 Theres something I never told you And Im about to try See you were my lifeline when the

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

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.

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.

Port Royal Running Wild

Hundred mast thirty flags An island in the gulf of Darien Sandglas bloody hearts Flying high above the scene Marooners with loaded guns Are still waiting at the quay Hungry fleet from underworld Freedom

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

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

In The Morrow Brandi Carlile

I found myself today I took my cross up and walked away With amazing grace and open eyes Even though I'm born to lose my way Tomorrow comes on a hurricane When the weight of the world is on your mind

Mellow Morrow 첼로(Cello)

오늘도 허무하게 지나가는건 싫어 멍하니 기다리면 또 하루 잠들어버리지 거리엔 어지럽게 술렁이는 사람들 어디로 가는걸까 나만 멈춰서 있네 그대여 나를 봐요 그리고 웃어요 부드러운 손으로 날 데려가요 어색한 표정 덜어버리고서 나에게 가까이 와요 내일이 오면 행복하도록 우리같이 가요 한번도 말 못했던 그대의 관한 얘기 멀리서만 보아도 현기증이 나곤해 그대여...

Mellow Morrow 첼로

오늘도 허무하게 지나가는건 싫어 멍하니 기다리면 또 하루 잠들어버리지 거리엔 어지럽게 술렁이는 사람들 어디로 가는걸까 나만 멈춰서 있네 그대여 나를 봐요 그리고 웃어요 부드러운 손으로 날 데려가요 어색한 표정 덜어버리고서 나에게 가까이 와요 내일이 오면 행복하도록 우리같이 가요 한번도 말 못했던 그대의 관한 얘기 멀리서만 보아도 현기증이 나곤해 그대여...

Port 권순찬

오고 가는 물결이 내게 속삭여 뭐라고 하는진 모르겠지만 나를 재우려 하진 않는 것 같아 떠다니는 길 잃은 언어들 하염없이 기다리는 나날들이 그대의 오늘이 되어 잔잔한 저 파도가 내게 떠밀려오듯 이 항구에 정착하길 그런 바다를 바라보며 그런 파도 소리를 들으며 그런 항구를 바라보며 그런 물결소리를 들으며

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

It's Only Life The Shins

Dyed in the wool, you’ve been cornered by unnatural desire. You want to hop along with the giddy throng through life. But how’d you learn to steer when you’re grinding all your gears?

North Port Word Of Mouth Chorus

His track I see and I'll pursue, Glory Hallelujah; The narrow way till Him I view, Glory Hallelujah! (Chorus) Lo!

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

Simple Song 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

Pam Berry The Shins

This lass, Some fifteen odd years, Is widely known, To have spat, In her teachers eye, And will not take it back, For now I see, How after all the cracks, So rightly, I kid you not.

내일，또 내일，또 내일 사이아트(SciArt)

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.

Shin-Paring Chumbawamba

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! And away we go! Legs are made to bleed, oh!

Port Of Call Beirut

And I, I called through the air that night A calm sea voiced with a lie I could only smile, Ive been alone some time And all, and all, its been fine And you, you had hope for me now I danced all around

cause i'll never be him Maximilian

Now you should hit unfollow My alter ego sees you on the ‘morrow Descend into the hollow Perpetually put on a show I don’t gotta fight I don’t gotta see you no more You’ll never really know when it’s over

WPLJ Frank Zappa, The Mothers Of Invention

I say WPLJ it really tastes good to me WPLJ won't you take a drink with me Well it's a good good wine It really makes me feel so fine so fine so fine so fine I went to the store when they open up the door

Amsterdam (Live At London Palladium) John Denver

In the port Of Amsterdam there抯 a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings from the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam there抯 a sailor who sleeps While the river bank weeps to

Amsterdam John Denver

In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sleeps While the river bank weeps to the old willow tree.

Port of Amsterdam (The Sunday Show) [Recorded 5.2.70] [2000 Remaster] David Bowie

In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings from the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sleeps While the river bank weeps to the old willow