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Death Cab For Cutie - Transatlanticism
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benjamin Gibbard
Benjamin Gibbard
Vocals
Chris Walla
Chris Walla
Guitar
Jason Patrick McGerr
Jason Patrick McGerr
Drums
John Roderick
John Roderick
Choir
Nick Harmer
Nick Harmer
Bass Guitar
Phil Wandscher
Phil Wandscher
Choir
Sean Nelson
Sean Nelson
Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Gibbard
Benjamin Gibbard
Songwriter
Chris Walla
Chris Walla
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Walla
Chris Walla
Producer
Ed Brooks
Ed Brooks
Mastering Engineer

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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 Most 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 flatlands to your door Have been silenced forevermore 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
Writer(s): Benjamin Gibbard, Christopher Walla Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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