ghosts of beverly drive by death cab is such a destiny 2 song and Specifically ghost & guardian to me. Tbh.
If only you had known me before the accident
For with that grand collision, came a grave consequence
Receptors overloaded, they burst and disconnect
'Til there was little feeling, please work with what is left
that part to me is about the first revive. if only you had known me before the accident (before you died), with that grand collision (the collapse), til there was little feeling, please work with what is left (losing all of your memories when revived and all you CAN do is work with what's left: your physical form, your ghost, this new world around you)
Oh, I need not be flattered that you've never been here before
So there's no need to mention that you've no firsts anymore
But if you let me be your skyline, I'll let you be the wave
That reduces me to rubble, but looked safe from far away
moving onwards. i can't articulate properly how this part makes me Think Of Them but "i need not be flattered that you've never been here before"... last city vibes. let me be your skyline is self-explanatory because, you know. the traveler.
I don't know why, I don't know why
I return to the scenes of these crimes
Where the hedgerows slowly wind
Through the ghosts of Beverly Drive
I don't know why, I don't know why
I don't know what I expect to find
Where all the news is second-hand
And everything just goes on as planned
returning to the scenes of these crimes just makes me think of when we go back to areas in-game that have some kind of Historic Lore Value, like going back to titan in SotD. the ghosts lyric is just a bonus here to me
all the news IS secondhand when you're getting it through comms and holoprojectors and radios, and everything always goes on
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But if you let me be your skyline, I'll let you be the wave
That reduces me to rubble, that looked safe from far away
I don't know why I don't know why
I return to the scenes of these crimes
Where the hedgerows slowly wind
Through the ghosts of beverly drive
I don't know why I don't know why
I don't know what I expect to find
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I don't know why, I don't know why
I return to the scenes of these crimes
Where the hedgerows slowly wind
Through the ghosts of Beverly Drive
I don't know why, I don't know why
I don't know what I expect to find
Where all the news is secondhand
And everything just goes on as planned
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I don't know why, I don't know why
I return to the scenes of these crimes
Where the hedgerows slowly wind
Through the ghosts of Beverly Drive
I don't know why, I don't know why
I don't know what I expect to find
Where all the news is second hand
And everything just goes on as planned
-The Ghosts of Beverly Drive, Death Cab for Cutie
Bevan "Bev" Marsh won't hesitate to cut a bitch but will also sit and let his friends paint his nails and braid his hair and I love him.
Pt 2 of my Genderswapped Losers. Next up is Eddie.
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the ghosts of beverly drive - death cab for cutie
i don’t know why, i don’t know whyi return to the scenes of these crimeswhere the hedgerows slowly windthrough the ghosts of beverly drivei don’t know why, i don’t know whyi don’t know what i expect to findwhere all the news is secondhandand everything just goes on as planned
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I don't know why, I don't know why
I return to the scenes of these crimes
Where the hedgerows slowly wind
Through the ghosts of Beverly Drive
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If only you had known me
Before the accident.
For with that grand collision, came a grave consequence
Receptors overloaded, they burst and disconnect
Til there was little feeling, please work with what is left...
Well I need not be flattered that you’ve never been here before
So there’s no need to mention that you’ve no firsts anymore
If you let me be your skyline, I’ll let you be the wave
That reduces me to rubble, but looks safe from far away..
I don’t know why, I don’t know why I return to the scenes of these crimes
Where the hedgerows slowly wind through the ghosts of Beverly drive
I don’t know why, I don’t know why
I don’t know what I expect to find
When all the news is secondhand, and everything just goes on as planned
You wanna teach but not be taught
And I wanna sell, but not be bought
So let us not be lonesome, so let us not be lonesome
Lost in between our needs and wants, our needs and wants..
I don’t know why, I don’t know why I return to the scenes of these crimes
Where the hedgerows slowly wind through the ghosts of Beverly drive
I don’t know why, I don’t know why
I don’t know what I expect to find
When all the news is secondhand, and everything just goes on as planned
I don’t know why, I don’t know why...
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