Song by The Shins<br /><br>
Black Wave - The Shins<br>
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This goose is cooked, these tongues are tied,<br>
Around the block, an airborne blight,<br>
But looking on the brighter side,<br>
There's far less to which I’d be obliged,<br>
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In the meadow where the black breeze blows,<br>
Where underneath the waves, you were most alone,<br>
Can you hear a subtle, aching tone?<br>
Through the water, through the Earth, chill the bones.<br>
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Looking on the brighter side,<br>
Looking on the brighter side,<br>
Looking on the brighter side,<br>
Looking on the brighter side<br>
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