Pink Bullets (Album)
The Shins"Pink Bullets (Album)" is a song by The Shins, released in 2003 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:34 long and contains 43 lines and 239 words.
0:00Pink Bullets - The Shins
0:20I was just bony hands as
0:23Cold as a winter pole
0:29You held a warm stone out new
0:32Flowing blood to hold
0:37Oh what a contrast you were
0:42To the brutes in the halls
0:46My timid young fingers
0:48Held a decent animal
0:55Over the ramparts you tossed
0:59The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
1:03Tied to a brick
1:05Sweet as a song
1:08The years have seemed short
1:10But the days were long
1:17Cool of a temperate breeze from
1:20Dark skies to wet grass
1:25We fell in a field it seems now
1:28A thousand summers passed
1:34When our kite lines first crossed
1:38We tied them into knots
1:42And to finally fly apart
1:46We had to cut them off
1:51Since then it's been a book
1:53You read in reverse
1:55So you understand less as the pages turn
2:00Or a movie so crass
2:02And awkwardly cast
2:05That even I could be the star
2:14I don't look back much as a rule
2:22And all this way before murder was cool
2:31But your memory is here and
2:33I'd like it to stay
2:39Warm light on a winter's day
3:16Over the ramparts you tossed
3:17The scent of your skin
3:19And some foreign flowers
3:19Tied to a brick
3:23Sweet as a song
3:25The years have seemed short
3:27But the days go slowly by
3:30Two loose kites falling from the sky
3:34Drawn to the ground and an end to flight
Pink Bullets - The Shins I was just bony hands as Cold as a winter pole You held a warm stone out new Flowing blood to hold Oh what a contrast you were To the brutes in the halls My timid young fingers Held a decent animal Over the ramparts you tossed The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers Tied to a brick Sweet as a song The years have seemed short But the days were long Cool of a temperate breeze from Dark skies to wet grass We fell in a field it seems now A thousand summers passed When our kite lines first crossed We tied them into knots And to finally fly apart We had to cut them off Since then it's been a book You read in reverse So you understand less as the pages turn Or a movie so crass And awkwardly cast That even I could be the star I don't look back much as a rule And all this way before murder was cool But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay Warm light on a winter's day Over the ramparts you tossed The scent of your skin And some foreign flowers Tied to a brick Sweet as a song The years have seemed short But the days go slowly by Two loose kites falling from the sky Drawn to the ground and an end to flight
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