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The Shins - Pink Bullets [OFFICIAL VIDEO] (Remastered)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Mercer
James Mercer
Vocals
Dave Hernandez
Dave Hernandez
Bass
Martin Crandall
Martin Crandall
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Mercer
James Mercer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Shins
The Shins
Producer
Phil Ek
Phil Ek
Producer
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I was just bony hands
As cold as a winter pole
You held a warm stone out
New flowing blood to hold
Oh, what a contrast you were
To the brutes in the halls
My timid young fingers held
A decent animal
[Chorus]
Over the ramparts, you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick, sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days were long
[Verse 2]
Cool of a temperate breeze
From dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field, it seems now
A thousand summers passed
When our kite lines first crossed
We tied 'em into knots
But to finally fly apart
We had to cut them off
[Bridge]
Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
So you understand less as the pages turn
Or a movie so crass and awkwardly cast
That even I could be the star
[Bridge]
I don't look back much as a rule
And all this way before murder was cool
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
Warm light, on a winter's day
[Chorus]
Over the ramparts, you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick, sweet as a song
The years have seemed short but the days go slowly by
Two loose kites fallen from the sky
Drawn to the ground in an end to flight
Written by: James Mercer
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