Marching Bands Of Manhatten
Death Cab for Cutie Lyrics


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If I could open my arms
And span the length of the isle of Manhattan
I'd bring it to where you are
Making a lake of the East River and Hudson

If I could open my mouth
Wide enough for a marching band to march out
They would make your name sing
And bend through allies and bounce off all the buildings

I wish we could open our eyes
To see in all directions at the same
Oh what a beautiful view
If you were never aware of what was around you

And it is true what you said
That I live like a hermit in my own head
But when the sun shines again
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pin hole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty and half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pin hole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty and half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pin hole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty and half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pin hole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty and half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

Your love is gonna drown
Your love is gonna drown




Your love is gonna drown
Your love is gonna

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Marching Bands of Manhattan" by Death Cab for Cutie express a deep longing to be with someone and to bring them the beauty of the city. The opening line "If I could open my arms and span the length of the Isle of Manhattan" is a poetic way of saying that the singer wishes they could be with the person they love, and they would make such an effort to bring them to the city that the East River and Hudson River would become a lake. Similarly, the line "If I could open my mouth wide enough for a marching band to march out" is a metaphor for how much the singer wishes to praise the person they love, by making their name sing and echo through the city.


The chorus of the song reflects the idea that despair can slowly seep into a person's heart like a dripping faucet through a pinhole. The sound may be comforting, but the rise of sorrow is inevitable. The repetition of the line "your love is gonna drown" emphasizes the idea that no matter how much comfort people find in the sound of their heartbreak, it will eventually consume them entirely. The final lines of the song suggest that the singer is willing to let the light in, which suggests a sense of hope that they will overcome their grief and move forward.


Line by Line Meaning

If I could open my arms
If only I could physically embrace you, reaching all the way from Manhattan to where you are


And span the length of the isle of Manhattan
And cover the whole stretch of Manhattan with my arms


I'd bring it to where you are
I'd go to wherever you are


Making a lake of the East River and Hudson
To create a water body by merging the two rivers


If I could open my mouth
If my mouth could open so wide that an entire marching band could leave it


Wide enough for a marching band to march out
Big enough to fit a whole troupe of musicians


They would make your name sing
They would play such amazing music in your name


And bend through allies and bounce off all the buildings
Their music would fill the streets and echo off every building


I wish we could open our eyes
It would be great if we could see everything all around us


To see in all directions at the same
To have a 360-degree view of our surroundings


Oh what a beautiful view
That would be so breathtaking


If you were never aware of what was around you
If we didn't know what we were missing out on


And it is true what you said
You were right about me living a solitary life in my own head


That I live like a hermit in my own head
I tend to be reclusive and self-contained


But when the sun shines again
But when the good times return


I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in
I'll open myself up to the world and let positivity come in


Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Sadness can enter someone's heart like a slow drip through a tiny opening


Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
Even though the never-ending drop may soothe, it's still a sign of something needing repair


But while you debate half empty and half full
But as you ponder over optimistic or pessimistic views


It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown
The sadness you feel will slowly accumulate and overwhelm your love


Your love is gonna drown
Your love will be suffocated by the sorrow you feel




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Written by: BENJAMIN GIBBARD

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M Path

I'm 25 and I remember seriously being into this band since high school and saw them live when I was 20 and no one went with me because no one else was into Death Cab and I'm just glad I went and saw them live

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@Josh Hall who should delete their comment??

Josh Hall

Delete your comment

Soulvei

I went and saw them alone for the same reason. They were fantastic live. I was the dumbass in the crowd yelling "play Brothers On A Hotel Bed!!"

Ryan Alexander Holmes

SAME, kudos to you to going to the concert yourself

Ethan Sapp

Same people would give me weird looks when I asked if they wanted to go but if only they knew 😭

bobo1million

2020, 100% upvotes. thanks deathcab, these sad nostalgic lyrics make me sad-happy

Alex A

Well 3 people ruined it

grenouillesscent

Beautiful song. Describes the process of combatting pessimism perfectly. Little doubts and old comfortable theories slip in and accumulate.

Andiar Rohnds

i think you are over analyzing the lyrics

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