Transcendentalism
Proof that Death Cab for Cutie is a transcendentalist band:
- The
flames and smoke climbed out of every window
And disappeared with everything that you held dear <----------
But you shed not a single tear for the things that you didn't need
Cause you knew you were finally free (Thoreau)
- Well it's a drab routine, the
dust starts building
until it's hard to come clean. (Emerson)
- But we just talk about the
people we've met in the last 5 years.
And will remember them in ten more? (Whitman)
- I think that it's brainless to assume that making changes to your window's view will give a new perspective. (Thoreau)
- Brooklyn will fill in the beach eventually and everyone will go except me. (Whitman)
- But all of the parts are the
same on every face (few variables change).
The differences pale when compared to the similarity they share (All)
- Your heart is a river that
flows from your chest
Through every organ
Your brain is the dam
And i am the fish who can't reach the core. (Whitman)
- Sometimes it seems that i
don't have the skills to recollect
The twists and turns of plots that turned us from lovers to friends (Whitman)
- I'm thinking i should take
that volume back up off the shelf
And crack it's weary spine and read to help remind myself (Thoreau)
- My brain's repeating
"if you've got an impulse let it out"
But they never make it past my mouth. (Whitman’s barbaric yawp)
- I wish we could open our eyes
To see in all directions at the same time
Oh what a beautiful view (All)
- I want to live where soul
meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new (All)
- The boundaries of language I
quietly cursed
And all the different names for the same thing (Emerson/Thoreau)