«Before we take this ride and let it slide
into the cracks where fall and winter collide,
I surrender all my gall in a song of modern love;
remember you're the one who summoned me above any other kind».
(The Shins, Girl On The Wing, ‘Oh! Inverted World’, 2001
«You're old enough boy,
too many summers you've enjoyed,
so splin the wheel,
we'll set you up with some odd convictions,
because you're finally golden, boy.»
(The Shins, Split Needles, 'Wincing the Night Away', 2007)
«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».
(The Shins, Phantom Limb, ‘Wincing The Night Away’, 2007)