The Postal Service I am thinking it's a sign
That the freckles in our eyes are mirror_images
And when we kiss they're perfectly aligned

I have to speculate
That God_Himself did make us
Into corresponding shapes
Like puzzle_pieces from the clay

And true, it may seem like a stretch
But it's thoughts like that catch
My_troubled_head when you're away
When I am missing_you_to_death

When you are out there on the road
For several weeks at shows
And when you scan the radio
I hope this song will guide you home

They won't see us waving from such great heights
Come_down_now, they'll_say
But everything_looks_perfect_from_far_away
Come down now, but we'll_stay

I tried my best to leave
This all on your machine
But the persistent beat
It sounded thin upon listening

And that frankly will not fly
You will hear the shrillest highs
And lowest_lows with the windows down
When this is guiding you home

They won't see us waving from_such_great_heights
Come down now, they'll say
But everything_looks_perfect from far_away
Come down now, but we'll stay


They won't see us waving from such great heights
Come down now, they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
Come down now, but we'll stay

(They won't see us waving from such great heights)
Come down now
(They won't see us waving from such great heights)
Come down now
celestias shadow i very much like this song 030831
Novice I LLOOOVVVEEE that song!!! 030831
Mike this song is fucking sick... soooo fucking sick 030901
sabbie and she blindfolded herself
with her saftey rut
and jumped feet first

she jumped so high
that finally, she reached the sky
jezabel the air gets thin up there.
not much to breathe, panting,
drinking the view
and the burning cold wind
running knife's edge across exposed flesh.

such great heights,
but once traveled,
the sense of questing wonder
is replaced by
and thin,
almost deniable
currents of fear.
oldephebe eloquent/equisite 030901
unhinged the way past comes to revisit me
to hear her say she's sorry
for everything she did
truly and completely sorry
and i thought that i hated her
but it's not like that
it's just that when
i left her behind me
i was sick
so fucking sick
maybe she contributed to my disease
maybe my disease stopped me
from contributing to her
and then of course
there's her disease...
i am so changed
without her
without all that pain
my life would not be in this current direction
i wouldn't have been able to support and understand him
when he needed me to
all those trite and stupid phrases
that mean nothing during the pain
elucidated years later
removed from it
i still love her
like i knew i would
but the pain makes me cautious
my own advice:
good friends always come back in the end
today marks the day
that an epoch in my life
is officially over
and i stand at a greater height
it all used to be so low
and i stand at this greater height
i was so afraid to grow
yet here i am
and i am thankful for all of that
here i am
Siren I am but gathered shadows, crumpled and weeping in the corner;
sick and dirty in the light that radiates off of you,
You - a fallen angel in its most brilliant moment;
One I dont deserve to witness...
I bleed myself dry to be all you could want, knowing it could never be good enough.
I wish I had the strength to give you back what you give to me in a single glance...
You and your casual genious that secretes itself with your every word,
leaving the fools speechless, babbling nonsense to try and keep up with you.
I just stand by you and hold your hand, I fall so short next to you.
-I should stand behind you...
out of the spotlight that follows you.
birdmad it's not the falling that hurts, just the sudden impact at the bottom 030902
irthesteve yea, that song is shit. its boring and his voice is plain. the worst part is the sound throughout the song which sounds like sandpaper rubbing against itself, its not evena musical sound. pure crap 040409
amy I know this song is pretty old, those years some kind of blackout?

anyway, I've listened to it about 20 times today, which suggests that I like it, and don't get me wrong I go for the fake acupuncture sounds as much as the next girl, but there's something about it that grates. pun not intended. i so wouldn't want the freckle in my eye to match the one in the person i was kissing, and that flurry of ideas and sounds doesn't really match the emotion of missing somebody a lot. i'm starting to believe that ben gibbard doesn't make much sense, not that it matters very much. the good news is that i locate this in a very specific place in Seattle, some church that you see along I-5, north of where I lived. thrilling, huh? i just got an ipod that my dad found at work. this was on it, along with a lot of other stuff i should probably be more familiar with. although, i realize i should probably try to return it too.

i think i like this song, i'm just feeling annoyed by it.
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