TRANSATLANTICISM

the Atlantic was born today
and i'll tell you how:
the clouds above opened up
and let it out
i was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere
when the water filled every hole
and thousands upon thousands
made an ocean,
making islands
where no
island should go
oh no

those people were overjoyed;
they took to their boats
i thought it less like a lake
and more like a moat
the rhythm of my footsteps
crossing flood lands to your door
have been silenced
forever more
the distance is
quite simply
much too far for me to row
it seems farther than ever before
oh no
.
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
.
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
i need you so much closer
.
so come on, come on
so come on, come on
so come on, come on
so come on, come on
.
.
.
by
death cab for cutie