second-hand meetings
On my phone, short post...
I got a lost ipod from the school security sale. Cheap, small, and had music on it.
I wish I had met this person, and even though they had a lot of teeny bopper top 40 on there, when I looked for some of my favourite bands, they were in there, and lots of songs by them. The Smiths, dm, pixies...
Even had The Postal Service.
The story with TPS and I is that I discovered them shortly before or after Zet and I fell through...I managed to (through potential ocd behaviour) tie a bulk of my sadness to their song "Nothing Better". It's ... Quite strange, given the lyrics, that that song entered my life when it did.
I tied a lot of the leftover (although nowhere near all) sadness to... "Baby Love Child" (?) By... I think it was Pizzicato Five.
Time to rest. Here's the lyrics from "Nothing Better", coupled with a slow, sad but somewhat uppity synth line, created a vessel for that stuff.
I willed myself to listen to it for the first time in 3 or so years... 20 seconds in, I was crying. *sigh*
"Nothing Better"
Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That your're deserting for better company?
I can't accept that it's over...
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry
So just say how to make it right
And i swear i'll do my best to comply
Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
I feel must interject here you're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history
So let me help you remember.
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why i have to leave
So please back away and let me go
I can't my darling i love you so...
Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures
I admit that i have made mistakes and i swear
I'll never wrong you again
You've got a lure i can't deny,
But you've had your chance so say goodbye
Say goodbye
I got a lost ipod from the school security sale. Cheap, small, and had music on it.
I wish I had met this person, and even though they had a lot of teeny bopper top 40 on there, when I looked for some of my favourite bands, they were in there, and lots of songs by them. The Smiths, dm, pixies...
Even had The Postal Service.
The story with TPS and I is that I discovered them shortly before or after Zet and I fell through...I managed to (through potential ocd behaviour) tie a bulk of my sadness to their song "Nothing Better". It's ... Quite strange, given the lyrics, that that song entered my life when it did.
I tied a lot of the leftover (although nowhere near all) sadness to... "Baby Love Child" (?) By... I think it was Pizzicato Five.
Time to rest. Here's the lyrics from "Nothing Better", coupled with a slow, sad but somewhat uppity synth line, created a vessel for that stuff.
I willed myself to listen to it for the first time in 3 or so years... 20 seconds in, I was crying. *sigh*
"Nothing Better"
Will someone please call a surgeon
Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart
That your're deserting for better company?
I can't accept that it's over...
I will block the door like a goalie tending the net
In the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry
So just say how to make it right
And i swear i'll do my best to comply
Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
I feel must interject here you're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself
With these revisions and gaps in history
So let me help you remember.
I've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear.
I've prepared a lecture on why i have to leave
So please back away and let me go
I can't my darling i love you so...
Tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better
Than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures
I admit that i have made mistakes and i swear
I'll never wrong you again
You've got a lure i can't deny,
But you've had your chance so say goodbye
Say goodbye