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Death Cab for Cutie

Different Names for the Same Thing

Alone on a train aimless in wonder

An outdated map crumbled in my pocket

But I didn't care where I was going

'Cause they're all different names for the same place.

The coast disappeared when the sea drowned the sun

And I knew no words to share with anyone

The boundaries of language I quietly cursed

And all the different names for the same thing

There are different names for the same things

There are different names for the same things...