Make haste with the boy who can't help but creep good people out


#1

The highest play count on my itunes for quite a while was this song. I had a love hate relationship with it. It never made me feel better, but I spent quite a while puzzling through the cryptic lyrics. This was in my mid teens, I wasn’t sick yet.

“Pressed In A Book”

Doted on like seeds planted in rows
The untied shoelaces of you life
Nutured all year then presssed in a book
Or displayed in bad taste at the table
Problems arise and you fan the fire
While there’s a wild pack of dogs loose in your house tonight.
Cut from bad cloth or soiled like socks
Add it up and basically people never change.

They just talk and make plans in the dark
Or make haste with ideas that can’t help
But creep good people out
As you talk to me too much you’re assuming
We don’t always want what’s right.

Did i strike the right set of chords? you’re annoyed.
The goal is to ignite you then move on.
You feel ill at ease. you got no squeeze.
And the wise cracks won’t make you more stable.
You’ve learned you lines to scale and to time.
Why must i remind you now i’m only less able.
Cut from bad cloth or soiled like socks
We’re ordinary people we can’t help but to change

As we walk and make plans in the dark
Or make haste with the boy who can’t help
But creep good people out.
As you talk to me too much you’re assuming
We don’t always want what’s right.

Two fallen saplings in an open field.
Snow padding gently on an empty bench.
An old woman’s jewelry lying unadorned.
Colo nesting robins allied for the first time.
I know when you hear these sappy lines
You’ll roll your eyes and say “nice try”.


#2

I like how some of the lines can stand alone and make more sense than they do integrated.

Caring is creepy was also a good one imo.

“Caring Is Creepy”

I think I’ll go home and mull this over
Before I cram it down my throat
At long last it’s crashed, it’s colossal mass
Has broken up into bits in my moat

Lift the mattress off the floor
Walk the cramps off
Go meander in the cold
Hail to your dark skin
Hiding the fact you’re dead again
Underneath the power lines seeking shade
Far above our heads are the icy heights that contain all reason

It’s a luscious mix of words and tricks
That let us bet when you know we should fold
On rocks I dreamt of where we’d stepped
And the whole mess of roads we’re now on

Hold your glass up, hold it in
Never betray the way you’ve always known it is
One day I’ll be wondering how
I got so old just wondering how
I never got cold wearing nothing in the snow

This is way beyond my remote concern
Of being condescending

All these squawking birds won’t quit
Building nothing, laying bricks

Hold your glass up, hold it in
Never betray the way you’ve always known it is
One day I’ll be wondering how
I got so old just wondering how
I never got cold wearing nothing in the snow

This is way beyond my remote concern
Of being condescending

All these squawking birds won’t quit
Building nothing, laying bricks


#3

I like know your onion, more of a narrative structure, maybe the most out of any shins song i like.


#4

Pink Bullets is one of my favorites


#5

Oh man, that’s one I never really grew to like actually :joy:


#6

Black Wave is probably my favorite Shins song.


#7

Cool! :smile: Good for you :grinning::+1:


#8

Ever heard of flake music?


#9

No I haven’t 1515


#10

It was j.mercer’s band before the shins.


#11

Oh ok thanks …:slightly_smiling_face:


#12

This was the song the band name was based off of, also the family from the music man.


#13

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