The Sound Of Settling
Written By: Ben Gibbard	Recorded: Spring 2003
Lyrics
I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots; that my tongue is tied off My brain's repeating if you've got an impulse, LET IT OUT! but they never make it past my mouth (Bop Ba...) This is the sound of settling (Bop Ba, bop ba...) (Bop Ba...) This is the sound of settling (Bop Ba, bop ba...) Our youth is fleeting, old age is just around the bend and I can't wait to go gray And I'll sit an wonder of every love that could have been If I'd only thought of something charming to say (Bop Ba...) This is the sound of settling (Bop Ba, bop ba...) (Bop Ba...) This is the sound of settling (Bop Ba, bop ba...) I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots
Found On
Transatlanticism	bark32
Notes
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