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Jeremy Messersmith - A Girl A Boy and A Graveyard:
She says, “Life’s a game we’re meant to lose.
But stick by me, and I will stick by you.”
I always thought it was “threw the rock away”. Mykala corrected me: it’s actually “do the rockaway”. The latter does make more sense.
Heard Tyrone Wells on the radio today. I like the song “Remain” because its lyrics describe the way I’ve been feeling:
Sometimes I get so tired
Just trying to find a place
To lay my head
I look up to the sky
I feel the warmest light comfort me
I’ve seen the great heights
Reminding me I’m alive
I don’t wanna die
I don’t wanna waste another day or night
I know there’s something more than what we’re living for
I see it in the stars
I feel it on the shore
I know there’s something, I know there’s something moreI think we’re all afraid
That we might be alone, alone down here
We all want to have some faith
At least that’s true in my case
To just believe
I’ve seen the great heights
Reminding me that I’m alive
I don’t wanna die
I don’t wanna waste another day or night
I know there’s something more than what we’re living for
I see it in the stars
I feel it on the shore
I know there’s something
This world may crumble into the ocean
It could all end tonight
I undermine you, then try to find you
My only source of life
I’m breathing
I am breathing
I am aliveI don’t wanna die
I don’t wanna waste another day or night
I know there’s something more
Than what we’re living for
I see it in the stars
I feel it on the shore
I know that I’m alive
I don’t wanna die
I don’t wanna waste another day or night
I know there’s something more than what we’re living for
I see it in the stars
I feel it on the shore
I know there’s something more
Another good song from Death Cab for Cutie’s latest album Narrow Stairs.
You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed
With a single pillow underneath your single head
I guess you decided that that old queen was more space than you would need
Now it’s in the alley behind your apartment with a sign that says it’s free
You are all I need
You are all I need
I am in the middle of your picture
Lying in the reeds
It’s all wrong
It’s all right
It’s all right
It’s all wrong
It’s all right
It’s all right
It’s all right
Box up your gloves and your down coats
Bound for the sun and the west coast
Where upper-crust tragedies abound
A tip for the girl at the coat check
The guy at the door and the bar back
They know your face oh so well
Fever dreams
They can only haunt you
Until the fever breaks
They can only haunt you
Until the fever breaks
“Now it’s only work
Each day bleeding into the next
Barely scraping by I tire myself out just so I can rest
But rest it rightly comes
And when it does I come out and go home
Because it’s much too quiet
Seems that I’m not suited to being in love
And everyone around me’s changed
But the garden that you planted remains.”
Let’s set aside the cryptic message of the lyrics in my previous post and look to the bare poetry of this one; it’s really really nice. This is a great song. It’s by Syd as in Syd Matters the French musician, not Syd Barrett of Pink Floyd. The name of the song is “Here’s a Love Song.” The previous link is a more produced version than the one I have (I’ve just guitar and singing), but I think you’ll enjoy it, nonetheless. Oh, and the bridge in that linked version is new to me, too. Anyway…
Whoa. As I write, graduation with a B.S. in biochemistry and life-changing changes all crash down at once. I should brainstorm for some sort of longer form writing about these events. I could call my writing a “post” … and then, as they accumulate, arrange these “posts” in reverse chronological order on a sort of faux-forum online. I’ll call that a world wide web log of my life. Perhaps I could shorten that to “web log.” Or even “blog.”
I bought a car off a couple of ladies way upstate
Took off the Greenpeace sticker and the New Hampshire plates
My friends are saying that I may have made a mistake
But I tell ‘em have a little faith now fellas, just you wait
Puttin’ in the new shocks and the anti-lock brakes
One touch ignition for convenience sake
And when I’m through it’s gonna look and run better than new
So baby don’t make a move
Because I’m coming for you
I’m coming for you
You better make way cause I’m coming through
In my late ‘92 baby blue
Subaru
Girls can wear jeans
And cut their hair short
Wear shirts and boots
‘Cause it’s OK to be a boy
But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading
‘Cause you think that being a girl is degrading
But secretly you’d love to know what it’s like
Wouldn’t you
What it feels like for a girlSilky smooth
Lips as sweet as candy, baby
Tight blue jeans
Skin that shows in patchesStrong inside but you don’t know it
Good little girls they never show it
When you open up your mouth to speak
Could you be a little weakDo you know what it feels like for a girl
Do you know what it feels like in this world
For a girlHair that twirls on fingertips so gently, baby
Hands that rest on jutting hips repentingHurt that’s not supposed to show
And tears that fall when no one knows
When you’re trying hard to be your best
Could you be a little lessDo you know what it feels like for a girl
Do you know what it feels like in this world
For a girl
Do you know what it feels like for a girl
Do you know what it feels like in this world
What it feels like for a girlStrong inside but you don’t know it
Good little girls they never show it
When you open up your mouth to speak
Could you be a little weakDo you know what it feels like for a girl
Do you know what it feels like in this world
For a girlIn this world
Do you know
Do you know
Do you know what it feels like for a girl
What it feels like in this world