The Shins Phantom Limb Lyrics:
Frozen winter coats
White girls of the North
File past one five and one
They are the fabled lambs of Sunday ham
The ancient snow

And they can float above the crass
in circles if they tried
A latent power I know they hide

To keep some hope alive that a
girl like I could ever try
Could ever try

So we just skirt the hallway sides
A phantom and a fly
Follow the lines and wonder why
There's no connection

A week of rolling eyes and
cheap shots from the tribe
And we're often in Marcus’ porch again
Another afternoon with the Goat Head
tunes and pilfered booze
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We wandered through your mama's house
And the milk from the window lights
family portrait circa '95
This is that foreign land of
the sprayed on tans and it all
feels fine
Be it silk or slime

So when they tap our Monday heads to
a zombie-walk in our stead
This town seems hardly worth our time

And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
Too far along in our crime
Stepping over what now towers to the sky
With no connection

Oh whoa oh whoa oh
Oh whoa oh whoa oh
Oh whoa oh whoa oh
Oh whoa oh whoa oh

So when they tap our Sunday heads to
a zombie-walk in our stead
This town seems hardly worth our time

And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
Too far along in our crime
Stepping over what now towers to the sky
With no connection
Lyrics: Phantom Limb, The Shins [end]