“Summer Skin” by Death Cab for Cutie
Squeaky swings and tall grassThe longest shadows ever castThe water’s warm and children swimAnd we frolicked about in our summer skin
“Crooked Teeth” by Death Cab for Cutie
And you can’t find nothin’ at all if there was nothin’ there all along
“Brothers on a Hotel Bed” by Death Cab for Cutie
No longer easy on the eyes but these wrinkles masterfully disguise the youthful boy below
I don’t recall a single care.
“Marching Bands out of Manhattan” by Death Cab for Cutie
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