Portable Television - Demo Version
Portable television shrouded in snow
In a raggedy van on the side of the road
The night it had frozen through my little bones
So you took me in your arms
You squeezed out the cold
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Up state New York autumn brightly-coloured leaves
Though the hills were on fire
They burned for you and me
And while we were going, we were still like a lie
But as sacred as the Bible
So we didn't question why
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
They sodded the soil just recently
Where the rows of teeth, they grow in fields of infinite green
And here laid the father, and here stood the son
Where the road meets the horizon for everyone
For everyone
Portable television take us away
From this burden of reflection we've carried today
Oh, the generator's running, but there's nothing on the air
And the static is a comfort, so we huddled round and stared
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
In a raggedy van on the side of the road
The night it had frozen through my little bones
So you took me in your arms
You squeezed out the cold
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Up state New York autumn brightly-coloured leaves
Though the hills were on fire
They burned for you and me
And while we were going, we were still like a lie
But as sacred as the Bible
So we didn't question why
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
They sodded the soil just recently
Where the rows of teeth, they grow in fields of infinite green
And here laid the father, and here stood the son
Where the road meets the horizon for everyone
For everyone
Portable television take us away
From this burden of reflection we've carried today
Oh, the generator's running, but there's nothing on the air
And the static is a comfort, so we huddled round and stared
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Gibbard
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