The Postal Service
The members of The Postal Service
The Postal Service is an American electronic indie pop band comprised of Ben Gibbard of Death Cab for Cutie and producer Jimmy Tamborello of Dntel, Headset and Figurine.
Songs
- I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay- "Such Great Heights"
- Last week I had the strangest dream
Where everything was exactly how it seemed
Where there was never any mystery of who shot John F. Kennedy
It was just a man with something to prove
Slightly bored and severely confused
He steadied his rifle with his target in the center
And became famous on that day in November- "Sleeping In"
- Again last night I had that strange dream
Where everything was exactly how it seemed
Where concerns about the world getting warmer
The people thought they were just being rewarded
For treating others as they'd like to be treated
For obeying stop signs and curing diseases
For mailing letters with the address of the sender
Now we can swim any day in November- "Sleeping In"
- I feel must interject here.
You're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself,
with these revisions and gaps in history.
So let me help you remember;
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why I have to leave.- "Nothing Better"
- I want so badly to believe,
That there is truth, that love is real.
And I want life in every word,
To the extent that it's absurd.- "Clark Gable"
- I've got a cupboard with cans of food, filtered water,
And pictures of you and i'm not coming out
Until this is all over
And i'm looking through the glass where the light bends
At the cracks
And i'm screaming at the top of my lungs pretending
The echoes belong to someone
Someone i used to know- "We Will Become Silhouettes"
- I wanted to walk throught the empty streets and feel something
constant under my feet but all the news reports recommended
that I stay indoors. Because the air outside will make our cells divide
at an alarming rate, until our shelves simply cannot hold
all our insides in and that's when we'll explode;
And it won't be a pretty sight.- "We Will Become Silhouettes"
- This place is a prison
And these people aren't your friends
Inhaling thrills through $20 bills
And the tumblers are drained and then flooded again
And again- "This Place is a Prison"
