“Over the ramparts you tossed/the scent of your skin
and some foreign flower/tied to a brick…” – The
Shins
and some foreign flower/tied to a brick…” – The
Shins
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Listening
to The Shins, I am composing myself for 2004.
They remind me of Nick Drake.