This one goes out to Hannah, who drove 3,000 + miles through snow and sand, over mountain and bridge with me, with all futures, pasts, and inhibitions thrown to the wind. We realized after the first few minutes that sometimes you just have to throw your hands up in the air, dance while you're sitting in a car, thrashing your hair with the music.
Transatlanticism // Death Cab for Cutie
Death Cab's debut on the Friday songlist! We sing this song across oceans and state borders and mountain ranges and phone lines. If you need someone so much closer, then I suggest ... come on!
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