'Those to Come' by The Shins

So very Existentialist don't you think?

"Eyeless in the morning sun you were
Pale and mild, a modern girl.
Taken with thought still prone to care
Making tea in your underwear.
You went out in the yard to find
Something to eat, And clear your mind,
And something bad inside me went away

Quaking leaves and broken light
Shifting skin, The coming night.
The bearers of all good things arrive
Climb inside us, Twist and cry.
A kiss on your molten eyes
Myriad lives like blades of grass
Yet to be realized, Bow as they pass

They are cold , still
Waiting in the Ether to:
Form
Feel
Kill
Propogate
Only to die
Dissolve magically
Absurdly
They'll end
Leave
Dissipate
Coldly and Strangely Return"