Everything In It's Right Place

I listened to a lot of Cat Power today. And a lot of Young Marble Giants. And Yeah Yeah Yeahs. And The National. And I wrote this that sounds almost like none of them:

I've been thinking about you
Or I've been thinking about something
And God its so cheesey
Or like its too damn cliche
And I feel like I'd loose my cool
If I ever just come out and say it

I want you
I want you
God its just so hard to say
I want you
I Want you

I think I've been walking around
Or I've been thinking about something
And I've been shining like mad
And God don't leave me with nothing
And God don't leave me with nothing
And I've been taped to the walls 

And I want you
I want you
And I feel so broken
And I want you
I Want you

Have I been eating
Have I been asleep
Have I been dangling like coattails falling off of your sheets
Have I been talking this whole time
Did you have one thing to say
Did I have one thing to say
Have I been sleeping!

And I don't love you
Or I don't know
Or I don't know
But if you could hate me like I hate you like I hate you then just pick up and go
Why don't you leave me here and go
Why don't you leave me here to-

I want you
I want you
And I will not calm down
And you are so damn beautiful
And I Want you

what what was that you tried to say?


How Fucking Romantic

composed a little dity that I think I'll put infront of a lot a lot of distortion and feedback. perhaps I'll borrow a violin bow...

The lyrics are nothing to be proud about or anything but here they are:

The future it ain't looking bright
But I'll hold my head I know you're right
I will not laugh I will not cry
I'll try my best to kiss the sky
Don't know if I will catch your eye

but you know I'll try
and hell, I just might
if thats alright.

drag another cliche howling from the vaults

Run Into Flowers

as much as I love such great heights, and I really do love such great hights the postal services version even more then iron & wines, their best song will always be the track before it. the district sleeps alone tonight I guess is about a man out of place. across the country from home finding himself in dc house sitting. and he gets his instructions and he tells the friends visiting that no the owner isn't here and I'm just house sitting I'm just temporary but hes not paying antention to any of it at all becasue his mind is preocupied thinking about the floor beneath him and the soil of the district underneath and he think the only thing keeping him dry the only thing keeping him afloat from breaking down under the pressure of overwhelm of the new place so fucking out of context is where he is. is for the city and all its wonder. today it rained real hard and I was walking around the financial district because I realized how manny places I hadn't been and was still left to see and I found myself in battery park looking out standing on the coast of the hudson watching the ferrys and the sea floating up and down and the small round waves crash against the shore and the buildings in brooklyn and over there right in front of me was the statue of liberty getting blanketed like the rest of us by the fog and the rain. and I am getting soaked to death but I'm not paying attention becasue it seemed so out of context and I was here and there are so manny people and I still don't know one of them but this is my city and it is always here and even though I was so fucking wet I felt the only thing keeping me dry is where I am.

give the boys some chemicals
i want to run with you