Wednesday, January 21, 2009

things get too straight, I can't bear it.

If I could find anyway to express how feel at this exact moment....I couldn't write it down any better.

1 comment:

the common chant said...

I just realized the lyrics in Spoons-The Way we get by are plum full of iggy....5:09am can't sleep for the life of me:

We get high in back seats of cars
We break into mobile homes
We go to sleep to shake appeal
Never wake up on our own

And that's the way we get by
Way we get by
And that’s the way we get by
Way we get by

We go out in stormy weather
We rarely practice discern
We make love to some weird sin
We seek out the taciturn