To the Ground - Death Cab for Cutie

The arms lost control

Slipped and began to roll

On the wings of an ocean gale

Crashed right through the rail

Down to the valley below

To the valley below

Down in the charred remains

Stripped the chassis clean

And the gravel grew through the frame

Till it swallowed everything

Swallowed everything

Return to the ground

To the ground

Return to the ground

To the ground

Trees growing tall

Weeds covering all

And the animals make their homes

Underneath its fusted dome

All things come around

All comes around

Comes around

Returns to the ground

To the ground

Ground

Around

Comes around

To the ground

To the ground

To the ground

To the ground