Saint Simon Lyrics - Chutes Too Narrow - The Shins

After all these implements and texts designed by intellects 

So vexed to find evidently there's still so much that hides 

And though the saints dub us divine in ancient fading lines 

Their sentiment is just as hard to pluck from the vine 

I'll try hard not to pretend 

Allow myself no mock defense 

As I step into the night 

Since I don't have the time nor mind to figure out 

The nursery rhymes that helped us out in making sense of our lives 

The cruel, uneventful state of apathy releases me 

I value them, but I won't cry every time one's wiped out 

I'll try hard not to give in 

Battened down to fare the wind 

Rid my head of this pretense 

Allow myself no mock defense 

Step into the night 

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Battened down to fare the wind 

Rid my head of this pretense 

Allow myself no mock defense 

Step into the night 

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