Death Cab For Cutie - Death Of An Interior Decorator Lyrics
You were the mother, of three girls so sweetThat storm through your turnstile, and climbed to the streetBut after conception, your body lay coldWithered through Autumn then you found yourself oldCan you tell me why have been so sadHe took a lover on a far away beach,while you arranged flowers and chose color schemesCan you tell me why you have been so sad?Can you tell me why you have been so sad?The girls were all there; they traded their vows.The youngest one glared with furrowed brow asthey tenderly kissed and cut the cake.The bride then tripped and broke the vase,The one you thought would span the years,So perfectly placed below the mirrorArriving late, you clean the debrisand walked into the angry sea;It felt just like falling in love again.And it felt just like falling in love again.Can you tell me why you have been so sad?Can you tell me why you have been so...