The Shins Lyrics

*  The Gloating Sun

tap on your cap 
there's a whispering breeze in town 
the trees have found a voice and 
you're one for fun 
you're one for fun in the gloating sun 
and now i'm making it in 
from out a fireplace on stilts 
pay less attention 
the room 
said crying's a fate 
or whatever word you used to call it 
i'm one for climb 
i'm one for climb in the sun 
and how for us to be so black and happy 
before the souls have all been stopped 
the draining lasts for you still 
five jars i'm drinking our fill 
the tips will sing the christmas star 
our laughing heart

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