The Shins Follow

Sea Legs

Of all the churning random hearts

Under the sun

Eventually fading into night,

These two are opening now

As we lie, I touch you

wonderful alive girl

Girl, if you're a seascape

I'm a listing boat, for the thing carries every hope.

I invest in a single life

The choice is yours to be loved

Come away from it empty of... but us

'Cause when the dead moon

Rises again

be no time to stall or protocol

To hem us in.

And when the dog slides

Underneath a train,

There's no cry, no use to searching for

the mutt's remains.

Throw all consequence aside

and a cheerless pyre we will set alight.

Of all the intersecting lines in the sand

I routed a labyrinth to your lap

and never used a map sliding off the land

On an incidental tide,

And along the way you know, they tried

They tried

But we got sea legs

And we're off tonight

They can't have that to which they've no right

You belong to a simpler time

I'm a victim to the impact of these words,

And this rhyme.

'Cause when that dead moon

Rises again

We've no time to stall or protocol

To hem us in

Darling when the dog slides open the door,

and where’d she go?

There's no time, no use in searching for

The mutt's remains.

Throw all consequence aside

And a cheerless pyre we will set alight