I've been really into these guys since Christmas or so. Here's some lyrical examples of why:

i'll be the grapes fermented,
bottled and served with the table set
in my finest suit like a perfect gentleman.

i'll be the fire escape
that's bolted to the ancient brick
where you will sit and contemplate your day.

i'll be the waterwings
that save you if you start drowning in
an open tab when your judgement's on the brink.

i'll be the phonograph
that plays your favorite albums back
as you're lying there drifting off to sleep.

i'll be the platform shoes
and undo what heredity's done to you:
you won't have to strain to look into my eyes.

i'll be your winter coat
buttoned and zipped straight to the throat
with the collar up so you won't catch cold.

-"Brand New Colony," The Postal Service

Now THAT'S poetry, people. I don't think there could be a song much more adorable.