Codes and Keys - Death Cab for Cutie, Benjamin Gibbard, Christopher Walla

We won’t get far

Flying in circles inside a jar

Because the air we breathe

Is thinning with the words that we speak

That we speak, you and me You and me, you and me That we speak, you and me You and me, you and me You’re on the floor

Fearful of what’s outside your door

But the codes and keys

They can protect you

From the pangs of jealousy

When you scream

Love you see

Like a child

Throwing stones at the sky

When they fall back to earth

As minor chords of major works

Separate rooms of single life

We are one

We are alive

We are alive

We are alive

We are alive

We are alive