Pictures In An Exhibition(By DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE)

I think you caught me on the downslide, downturn 
I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream 
And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and smiles 
They had the worst intentions all along after all... 

(These polyeurophane people with the glass hearts) 

The royal castle holds the land of drama kings and queens 
And all their dazzling children; their so regal (so clean!) 
With pristine fingertips they wash behind their ears 
And let their hair down 'til the audience leaves 

I'm definitely shaking 
the silence isn't breaking 
backwashed and stranded memories 
of something I thought could be