THE GHOSTS OF BEVERLY DRIVE

Ben Gibbard

DEATH CAB FOR A CUTIE                                                                   2015                                                                   Barsuk Records

The second single from the album Kintsugi. Chart: #3 (alternative). Time - 4:04. Released in U.S.A. June 22, 2015.

Recorded at Eldorado Recording Studios, Burbank, California,, USA, 2014.
Produced by Rich Costey.
Engineered by Martin Cooke, Rich Costey and Nicolas Fournier.

This song tackles the strange fantasy that people have in acknowledging that they have been in love before.....and this is not the first time. They first performed the song two months before it's release at The Crocodile, Seattle, Washington on January 20, 2015. - Larry -

Personnel

   Benjamin Gibbard - lead vocals, guitar
   Chris Walla - guitar, keyboard, backing vocals
   Nicholas Harmer - bass
   Jason McGerr - drums, percussion

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BEN GIBBARD - The Sun

"It is a strange love song where we admit to each other that that we've been in love before. One thing you have to shed as you get older is the charade you play when you start seeing somebody new, like, 'Oh my God, I've never been in love like this.' You have to acknowledge your own past to move forward."

YOU TUBE STUDIO TRACK VIDEO YOU TUBE LYRIC VIDEO YOU TUBE LIVE 2015, the Crocodile If only you'd have 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 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 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 Where all the news is second hand 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 Where all the news is second hand And everything just goes on as planned I don't know why, I don't know why I don't know why, I don't know why I don't know why, I don't know why I don't know why, I don't know why