The Shins aren’t exactly uncharted, but their new song and music video that depicts their lead singer James Mercer after he dies, made this feature a must. It was created by Daniels (Daniel Scheinert and Daniel Kwan)- the same genius directors who created Manchester Orchestra’s Simple Math. These guys do to music videos what Chris Nolan does to cinema. In-cre-di-ble. Pink Bullets is another brilliant song by The Shins and luckily it also has a stunning stop motion music video. Why Pink Bullets? Who the hell knows. But that’s the beauty of art- it’s open to interpretation. Check out these two music videos. You won’t regret it.
Simple Song
Lyrics
Well this is just a simple song
To say what you done
I told you about all those fears
And away they did run
You sure must be strong
And you feel like an ocean
Being warmed by the sunWhen I was just nine years old
I swear that I dreamt
Your face on a football field
And a kiss that I kept
Under my vest
Apart from everything, but the heart in my chestI know that things can really get rough when you go it alone
Don’t go thinking you gotta be tough, to play like a stone
Could be there’s nothing else in our lives so critical
As this little hole!My life in an upturned boat, marooned on a cliff
You brought me a great big flood
And you gave me a lift
To care, what a gift
You tell me with your tongue
And your breath was in my lungs
And you float over the riftI know that things can really get rough when you go it alone
Don’t go thinking you gotta be tough, to play like a stone
Could be there’s nothing else in our lives so critical
As this little hole!Well this will be a simple song to say what you’ve done
I told you about all those years and away they did run
You sure must be strong
And you feel like an ocean
Being warmed by the sunRemember walking a mile to your house, a glow in the dark
I made a fumblin’ play for your heart and the extra, the spark
You wore a charm in a chain that I stole specially for you
Love’s such a delicate thing that we do, we’ve nothing to prove
Which I never knewPink Bullets
Lyrics
I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
You held a warm stone out, new flowing blood to hold
Oh what a contrast you were to the brutes in the halls
My timid young fingers held a decent animalOver the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short
But the days were longCool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field, it seems now a thousand summers passed
When our kite lines first crossed
We tied them into knots
To finally fly apart
We had to cut them offSince then it’s been a book you read in reverse
So you understand less as the pages turn
Or a movie so crass
And awkwardly cast
That even I could be the starI don’t look back much as a rule
And all this way before murder was cool
But your memory is here and I’d like it to stay
Warm light on a winter’s dayOver the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short
But the days go slowly by
Two loose kites falling from the sky
Drawn to the ground and an end to flight* * *
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