paroles de chanson Foxglove Through The Clearcut - Death Cab for Cutie
There
was
a
man
who
used
to
live
by
the
ocean
But
he
never
set
foot
in
the
sea
It
made
him
nervous
that
the
water
was
always
in
motion
And
he
feared
the
creatures
who
swam
beneath
And
when
I
asked
him
how
he'd
ended
up
there
Above
a
world
he
would
never
know
He
said
he'd
driven
all
the
way
across
America
And
when
he
got
to
thе
edge,
therе
was
nowhere
left
to
go
Nowhere
left
to
go
Nowhere
left
to
go
Nowhere
left
to
go
Nowhere
left
to
go
He
said
that
nothing
lives
long,
only
the
earth
and
the
mountains
As
he
quoted
Black
Kettle's
death
song
The
words
drifting
off
into
the
emptiness
Of
this
great
land
where
we've
never
belonged
And
while
the
frontiers
are
ever-expanding
Our
living
rooms
fall
into
disarray
And
no
one
seems
interested
in
fixing
what
they've
broken
They
just
sweep
the
pieces
into
the
bushes
and
slip
away
Slowly
slip
away
Slowly
slip
away
Slowly
slip
away
Slowly
slip
away
And
now,
he
and
I
watch
the
foxglove
grow
through
the
clearcut
Where
a
forest
once
grew
high
and
wild
For
what
is
a
funeral
without
flowers?
And
ten
thousand
tombstones
reaching
for
the
sky
Reaching
for
the
sky
Reaching
for
the
sky
Reaching
for
the
sky
Reaching
for
the
sky
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