11/24/11

"Get a real job, keep the wind at your back and the sun on your face.
All the immediate unknowns are better than knowing this tired and lonely fate.
Does he love you, does he love you? Will he hold your tiny face in his hands?
I guess it's spring; I didn't know; it's always seventy-five with no melting snow.
A married man, he visits me, I recieve his letters in the mail twice a week.
I think he loves me and when he leaves her,he's coming out to California

I guess it all worked out; there's a ring on your finger and the baby's due out.
You share a place by the park and run a shop for antiques downtown.
And he loves you, yeah he loves you, and the two of you will soon become three.
And he loves you, even though you used to say you were flawed if you weren't free.
Let's not forget ourselves, good friend. You and I were almost dead.
You're better off for leaving, you're better off for leaving.

Late at night, i get the phone. You're at the shop sobbing all alone.
Your confession, it's coming out.
You only married him because you felt your time was running out.
Now you love him, and your baby. At last, you are complete.
But he's distant and you found him on the phone pleading, saying
'Baby i love you and i'll leave her and i'm coming out to California...'
Let's not forget ourselves, good friend. I am flawed if I'm not free.
Your husband will never leave you, he will never leave you for me"
~Does He Love you?
Rilo Kiley, More Adventerous

11/17/11

Driving down 490 east, light snowfall, My Sundown on. Oh, good things.

11/8/11

Not only does this song have killer dynamics and trance-like timing per what we've come to know and love about Mutemath, but it's got quite the message.

Also: note the keytar.



The crowds roll by and I'm falling in
Everyone's invincible, but it's just pretend
And we all freaked out, what a shame
When only tears know how to remind us we all break the same
We all break the same

Everything we've built could be our demise
It's the sticks and stones that wear us down that often save our lives
And we all freaked out, what a shame
When only tears know how to remind us we all break the same
We all break the same

The different stars tonight will somehow fade the same
And all the tears we cry tell us we're made the same
And when we fall aside, let's hope we fall in place
We built our different lives, but they all break the same
Break the same

Different worlds and different hearts
Different souls and different parts
We all, we all break the same
~Break the Same
Mutemath, Mutemath

11/8/11

This feels extra good today. Truisms. Lately it's felt like so much is worthless, I'm this angry, jaded version of me.



"Well if you're in from the start
Then we're in this together
If you're not then I'll have to
Take on this world
Cause this world can't take on me
I won't let go
I feel so lost without it
Crawl down my throat
I just can't think about it now

If it's your turn to live
Then it's my turn to give it up
And if you drop the bomb
Then I'll pick it up

I'm afraid to be
(I'd stick it out by my heart can't hack it)
Just an example of inconsistency
I feel like I'm jaded
I've given it all I have to give
Burnt out, frustrated
I feel like I'm an enemy of the world"
~Enemy of the World
Four Year Strong, Enemy of the World

11/4/11

In a "Pretend You're Alive" mood tonight.

Because sometimes, that is the only way to convince yourself to keep going on. Pretend. Sooner or later you're be some place new, and it won't be so hard to move on.