The Rifle's Spiral Lyrics - Port Of Morrow - The Shins

Dead lungs command it 

You pour your life down the rifle's spiral 

And show us you've earned it 

The Cleric's fog will recede right before your eyes 

So long to this wretched form 

Them gray eyes on the subway 

Long before you were born 

You were always to be a dagger floating 

Straight to their heart 

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"Listen now, we won't tell anyone 

But you're gonna tell the world 

This whole life ain't been any fun 

Now your viscera unfurls 

As you rise, rise from your burning fiat 

Go, go get my suitcase. Would you? 

You've thoroughly blown their minds 

And now I must have passage home. Your life's 

Two veins from your heart" 

You're not invisible, now 

You just don't exist 

Your mother must be so proud 

You sublimate yourself, granting us a wish 

Primitive mirror on the wall 

To fortify your grim resolve 

Amid the glitz of a shopping mall 

Another grain of indigent salt for the sea 

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Good night to these wretched forms 

All them gray eyes on the subway 

So long before you were born 

You were always to be a dagger floating 

Straight to their heart