Caring is Creepy by The Shins is one of my all-time favourite songs. It’s a unique composition of melodies and timing and is lyrically, beautiful. I love songs where the lyrics are not replicated as a chorus and instead, forms a complete story with a start and end. Poetry in music is so rare today.
I’ve included a youtube link below, no video, just the song.
sidenote: The Shins comes under sub pop, which is always cool, harking back my love for 90’s music from sub pop.
Caring Is Creepy – The Shins
I think I’ll go home and mull this over
Before I cram it down my throat
At long last it’s crashed, it’s colossal mass
Has broken up into bits in my moat.
Lift the mattress off the floor
Walk the cramps off
Go meander in the cold
Hail to your dark skin
Hiding the fact you’re dead again
Undeneath the power lines seeking shade
Far above our heads are the icy heights that contain all reason
It’s a luscious mix of words and tricks
That let us bet when you know we should fold
On rocks I dreamt of where we’d stepped
And of the whole mess of roads we’re now on.
Hold your glass up, hold it in
Never betray the way you’ve always known it is.
One day I’ll be wondering how
I got so old just wondering how
I never got cold wearing nothing in the snow.
This is way beyond my remote concern
Of being condescending
All these squawking birds won’t quit.
Building nothing, laying bricks.