Walla, Chris Filmography

• Death Cab for Cutie: Open Windows (2008)
• Drive Well, Sleep Carefully: On the Road with Death Cab for Cutie (2005)

• The Score - Chris Walla
• Two-fifty - Chris Walla
• St. Modesto - Chris Walla
• Sing Again - Chris Walla
• It's Unsustainable - Chris Walla
• Holes - Chris Walla
• Geometry &c.; - Chris Walla
• Everyone Needs A Home - Chris Walla
• Everybody On - Chris Walla
• Archer V. Light - Chris Walla
• A Bird Is A Song - Chris Walla

You've got the pen
And we've done the typing
Why can't you get us all for good?
Let's put it in writing
On and on we argue so
Sirens blare and the whistles blow
'Til we cannot hear anymore
This is the score, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We've found the bear
Or are we both fighting?
Why do we prance our little flag around
As if he's not biting?
On and on we bled so long
Now the bodies rise and our limbs are gone
And we cannot swim anymore
This is the score, oh, oh, oh, oh
Now I'm a chase
My colors are falling
Two nations were removed
From where the resistance is calling
On and on we're fractured now
They're bound to ship those children out
And on and on, no end in sight, now enjoy them
Don't wait for any call for me to see
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

All hail an eminent collapse
You can fumble for your maps
But we're exhausted by the facts
We still believe old Henry's dream
An assembly line, a team
The fire brand, the steam
Who believes it more than we
Pull the switch and find the fireman
We need more than fun
We need a plan, a solution
We need efficiency
We all are fractured factory lines
Once filled with bliss and drive
Now hope bees without a hive
How will we survive?
There is a room for me or you
They just don't need us like they did when it was new
Well, it's a lack of sheer commitment
A lack of tightening the bound to moving on
Let's move forward out of
Let's move forward out of
Let's move forward out of

St. Modesto
You were the ground line humming
You were the thread of fire upon this night
You could feel the living
You staggered and blew your money
A summery tailwind there upon our heels
Ooh, me and you, me and you
Down the valley
You'd drag me along for measure
The boredom was deafening at any speed
Still I could hear your breathing
You were as loud as the engine's gravel
Winding through Altamont, towards the sea
Ooh, you and me
If you're the one who can save this broken wreck
Then this is the end, we'll be through soon I suspect
Don't argue, these are facts
San Francisco
Eighty and four miles later
We were the vapor trails among the hills
There above us
An antenna of God, a broadcast
The table of contents right down through the trees
We were the pixels on the fallen leaves, oh, what do we do?
Are you the one
Who can save this gory mess?
I know you're a friend
You've been right and true I guess, I guess
I know you'd take one on the chin
You'd take it in the teeth for me
We are a team, but we are untied
I'm sinking with the weight of all the things I cannot do
But when I'm losing it, when I'm losing it
I know you're losing it too
St. Modesto
You were the guitar I'm strumming

It was not tricky to enjoy
A cigarette in hand was the key to understanding
To seek out and to destroy
The mindless oversights, a string of faithless nights
We sing again
Sing together with quiet eyes
I'd lower my chin to my chest
I thought that would be best
Another pattern of the bricks
Bundles of cells dividing and South Dakota driving
The very darkest, dirty tricks
If we still cared at all we'd send a battle call
We sing again
Sing together with fiery eyes
A rangle alive in our chests
No, this is not a test
Let's sing again
Sing together without disguise
Let's raise up a song in unrest
I think that would be best
Here's to poison
You will hear the noises
You will feel the breaking
It's all yours for the taking
A life packed full of mindless joy

I was busy, I was occupied
I was burning the fields
A wind of black was blowing over me
And when the cilia revealed
All the ash lining my lungs
I heard a song, I heard a whispering
I gave my torch to the flame
I counted out the numbers silently
A list of places and names
That I'd best get back to, at least
Were I soon to find leave or release?
To sing again, now and then, now at least
On to death and on to dignity
On to flowering the grave
On to faith and on to piety
On to sending away
All the tools our dynasty yields
All these papers and axles and wheels
On to quiet, on to silence
On to still
It's not unsustainable
So don't even try to explain me away
We can make it, love
We can bend at the knee, we can fall
And still we can recover
It's not unsustainable
Don't say it

There's a hole in your voice
And you say it's a choice
But I don't understand
There's a tear in the wind
From the prick of a pin
And it's set to expand
And strength is hard to find
There's a gash in your words
But your office prefers
That we don't understand
And as gravity fails, we will hang
With our receipts
For our flags in our hands
Our things rising
Fierce from our lands
Strength is hard to find
But when your post and guard resign

It used to bother me, all the shapes I can't describe
How we all fit together like wordless versing
And da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum
I was there, I saw you searching the corners for your light
But it's not there, it was never there
In files and books, a void of there in your heart fails your mind
This is the geometry, this is the life of you and I
How we fall for a second together and down we're singing
Da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum-dum, da-dee-dum
It's a college, a connection and made to find the light
And it's brighter than we remember it being the last time we tried, we tried
You don't need to speak just now
You should keep it down and let that ticker pound
Let your heart keep the time
Keep the time, keep the time
The loudest part is in control, whoa
Let your heart keep the time
Keep the time, keep the time
The hardest part is letting go, whoa
Let your heart keep the time
Yeah whoa, yeah whoa
Let your heart keep the time
Keep the time, keep the time
The loudest part is in control, whoa
Let your heart keep the time
Keep the time, keep the time
The hardest part is letting go, whoa

This device in my hand
Well, it does not understand
How I need to talk with you
Oh, I need you now
And even the mobilest phone
Will leave you exactly alone
When the sea decides
To commandeer the land
Oh, everyone needs a home
Everybody needs a place to go
A sympathetic ear when you're on hold, oh, oh
Every girl needs a roof and a bed, and bright, bright light
That she can turn off at night
And fall asleep with the love of her life, oh, oh
A catastrophic lonely collapse
A conspiracy of maps
Sweet Louise, two days from side to side
Daunting, dear, it's true
But this flood will not keep me from you
Pull my picture from your wallet now and sing
Well, everyone needs a home
Everybody needs a place to go
A FEMA trailer does not ease the blow, oh, no
Every boy needs a roof and bed, and bright, bright light
That he can turn off at night
And fall asleep with the love of his life, oh, oh
Everyone needs a home
Everybody needs a place to go
A sympathetic voice when you feel alone, oh oh
All I need is a roof and a bed, and a bright, bright light
That I can turn off at night
Fall asleep with the love of my life, oh, oh

A chance to breathe
Everyone breathe
The news is hard, the days are long
And still we breathe
Everybody on the border towns
Your radios, your northern sounds
Fly your banners from the line
A thousand miles long
It is uneasy here
But we need everybody on
A band of thieves has ruined the bar
You, crooked barrister, arranged the calls
Your life of service is worthless
If you've ever served at all
Raise up now your lone star
We'll watch the pieces fall
Everybody on the boundary wires
Your telephones, your signal fires
Keep your balance on the line
A thousand miles long
It is not easy here
But we need everybody on board now
Don't fall away
There is no crime if you say
What you mean to say
Everybody on the border ties
Your mission bells, your desert skies
Draw your power from the line
A thousand miles long
It is uneasy here

You are 'Sir', you're a senator
And senator, you were right
It's just a law, not the word, not the law
I'm learning how to speak again
These words are only structures
When you choose to frame them in
And obviously, the framers would agree
You own a chair and you are not there you noble senator
Oh, dear sir, I'm a librarian
And while I do not know of law
I know the things that make my stomach pitch and yaw
If I were gavaged on hunger strike
Wrongly fired upon or sullied blindly by dogs
I'd hate us too and that's why I've cornered you
Roman senator, can you still hear
With all the marks on your ears?
Face me now
I want to see you break it down
I want to feel our stars colliding
I want to see the sweat pour from your brow
I'll let it go
You're gonna see me lose control
We do not fight for isolation
Have you seen the injuries?
I want to see
Your heart of gold again
Your heart of gold
We are kind
Do you remember that?
I wanna see your pro-life
Bear no exception
You grand, old senator
Oh, dear sir, I'm a librarian
And I am not always right
But ours is the story

Colorado, can you hear me?
Are you listening, are you even there?
Colorado, are you listening?
Do you hear me, do you even care?
The concrete canopy, mountains of symmetry
The city policy, the city air
The burroughs I've seen seem so unfair
Still the feathers on the sidewalks I find there
I do not need to speak, but I wanna listen
To the tiniest of flights in their transmissions
The words tied to their wings
Well, they're the words I'm gonna sing
The noise, small and strong and a bird is a song
Torch the sails and set fire to our deals
My heaven is here, my heaven is here
Who would need escape, who would seek salvation
From a place so bright and clear?
I do not need to see but I need a vision
A once seamless operation upon ignition
The fuel that I sought away
Will keep us through the darkest of days
Will keep us well through winter's long
And when springtime starts to broadcast birds are our song
Keep your feathers clean and dry