Wednesday, March 9, 2011
sleeeeep
Today I had one of those moments where I put my head to the wall in the bathrooms at work, and sighed. It wasn't a bad sigh...it was a sigh that came from the feeling that I was in over my head, like the Fray say. I like this kind of feeling.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
mmm
If you're not really there, then I don't wanna be either,
I wanna be next to you.
Black and gold, black and gold.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
america - simon and garfunkel.
"Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together"
"I've got some real estate here in my bag"
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies
And we walked off to look for America.
"Kathy," I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh.
"Michigan seems like a dream to me now."
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw, I've gone to look for America.
Laughing on the bus, playing games with the faces.
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy.
I said "Be careful his bow-tie is really a camera."
"Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat."
"We smoked the last one an hour ago."
So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine, and the moon rose over an open field.
"Kathy, I'm lost," I said, though I knew she was sleeping. "I'm empty and aching and I don't know why."
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike, they've all gone to look for America.
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