Interpret:

Death Cab For Cutie

Album:

EP = The Open Door

With every sun that sets I am feeling more
Like a stranger on a foreign shore
With an eroding beach disappearing from underneath


And when my mirror speaks, it never minces words
Because these eyes don't shine half as bright
As they used to do and they haven't for quite a while


Because I'm a man who hides from all that binds
And a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside my head
With nothing on either end


I always fall in love with an open door
With a horizon on an endless sea
As I look around the ones who were
standing right in front of me


And then my mirror speaks with irreverence
Like a soldier I can't command
It sees a child in the body of a full-grown man


And he's a man who hides from all that binds
And a mess of fading lines


And there's a tangled thread inside his head
With nothing on either end
there's nothing on either end


A new position for a different view
And nothing changes but the slightest hues
And I am standing, face to face


With a man who hides from all that binds
And a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside his head
With nothing on either end


(2x)
I'm a man who hides from all that binds
And a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside my head
With nothing on either end


There's nothing on the ends
No there's nothing on the ends