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Marching Bands of Manhattan

Death Cab for Cutie

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Benjamin Gibbard

Benjamin Gibbard

Vocals

Jason Patrick McGerr

Jason Patrick McGerr

Drums

Chris Walla

Keyboards

N. Harmer

Bass Guitar

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Benjamin Gibbard

Benjamin Gibbard

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Chris Walla

Producer

Lonya Nenashev

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Mike Zirkel

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Roger Seibel

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

If I could open my arms

And span the length of the island Manhattan

I'd bring it to where you are

Makin' a lake of the East River and Hudson

[Verse 2]

If I could open my mouth

Wide enough for a marching band to march out

They would make your name sing

And bend through alleys and bounce off all the buildings

[Verse 3]

I wish we could open our eyes

To see in all directions at the same time

Oh, what a beautiful view

If you were never aware of what was around you

[Verse 4]

And it is true what you said

That I live like a hermit in my own head

But when the sun shines again

I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in

[Verse 5]

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole

Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound

But while you debate half-empty and half-full

It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole

Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound

But while you debate half-empty and half-full

It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

[Verse 6]

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole

Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound

But while you debate half-empty and half-full

It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole

Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound

But while you debate half-empty and half-full

It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

[Verse 7]

Your love is gonna drown

Your love is gonna drown

Your love is gonna drown

Your love is gonna drown

Your love is gonna

Written by: Benjamin Gibbard