the clanking of crystal
explosions off in the distance (in the distance).
so this is the new yearand I have no resolutions
for selfl assigned penancefor 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 dialogues 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 speedtrains, or freeways
there’d be no distance that can hold us back.
– Death Cab For Cutie