A Tattered Line of String
The Postal Service Lyrics


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We drained every dive
In the lower east side
And you failed to catch the train back to Queens
So you came to my room
We did some things that we knew not to do
In the glow of the night's golden hue

You've got a tattered line of string
And you tied around everything
That you want to call your own
But it never seems to hold

When we woke, we agreed
That we would not ever speak
Of this night to anyone that we both knew
And you said, "Every time we kissed
I felt something that couldn't exist"
And I confessed that I thought I felt it too

I've got a tattered line of string
And I tied around everything
That I want to call my own
But it never seems to hold

I've got a tattered line of string
And I tied around everything
That I want to call my own
But it never seems to hold

Everything
Everything
Never seems to hold
Never seems to hold

You've got a tattered line of string
And you tied around everything
That you want to call your own
But it never seems to hold

I've got a tattered line of string
And I tied around everything




That I want to call my own
But it never seems to hold

Overall Meaning

The Postal Service's song "A Tattered Line of String" depicts a night where two people engage in activities that they know they should not be doing, hinting that they are both in committed relationships with other people. The first verse implies that they went out to bars in the lower east side of New York City and missed a train back home, which leads to one of them staying overnight at the other's apartment. In the second verse, they agree to keep the encounter a secret from the people they know, indicating that their actions were not just a one-time thing but rather an ongoing affair. They both reveal that they felt something that they have never felt before, an emotional connection that neither of them expects to continue.


Line by Line Meaning

We drained every dive
We explored every bar and club in the lower east side


And you failed to catch the train back to Queens
You missed your train home to Queens


So you came to my room
You ended up coming to my room instead of going home


We did some things that we knew not to do
We engaged in activities that we knew were not wise or advisable


In the glow of the night's golden hue
Under the warm glow of the night sky


You've got a tattered line of string
You have a worn and frayed string


And you tied around everything
You use it to tie around everything that you want to claim as your own


That you want to call your own
Things you want to possess


But it never seems to hold
However, it always seems to fail and come undone


When we woke, we agreed
After we slept, we made an agreement


That we would not ever speak
We promised each other never to mention


Of this night to anyone that we both knew
To anyone in our shared social circle


And you said, “Every time we kissed
You then spoke about your feelings during our actions


I felt something that couldn't exist”
You felt emotions that you believed were impossible


And I confessed that I thought I felt it too
I admitted that I too felt an indescribable emotion


I've got a tattered line of string
I also have a worn and frayed string


And I tied around everything
I use it to tie around everything that I want to claim as my own


Everything
All the things that we want to possess


Everything
All the things that we want to possess


Never seems to hold
However, all our attempts always seem to fail and come undone


Never seems to hold
However, all our attempts always seem to fail and come undone


You've got a tattered line of string
You still have that worn and frayed string


And you tied around everything
You still use it to tie around everything that you want to claim as your own


I've got a tattered line of string
I still have that worn and frayed string


And I tied around everything
I still use it to tie around everything that I want to claim as my own


That I want to call my own
All the things that I want to possess


But it never seems to hold
However, it always seems to fail and come undone




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Benjamin D Gibbard, Jimmy Tamborello

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Love The Postal Service! If only there was a new album.

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Give Up. :D

@mitchsmith9833

on the postal service website it says they are officially 'close for business'. I guess this is the last new song we will ever hear from the postal service :(

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never say never say never say never.

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well if it is it's one hell of a banger

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If either one goes broke I guarantee ya they’ll release another. 40% of every 12-21 year old from 2003 to 2008 would buy and then some.

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@defundthepolicejohnson6929

Well, my mind is officially blown. Goodbye frontal lobe! Have fun wherever you flew of to in space!

@amydube9234

Love the idea of the clothes staying still and the world spinning around it. I wish the speed picked up and he and the whole laundry mat kept spinning and smashing into each other with some crazy hot winds thrown into the mix!

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