Tuesday, August 21, 2007

say something perfect

Baby, come over, I need entertaining
I had a stilted, pretending day
Lay me down and say something pretty
Lay me back down where I wanted to stay
Just say something perfect, something I can steal
Say, look at me
Baby, we'll be fine
All we've gotta do is be brave and be kind
indie music was created for rainy days, and basically no other time. unless you're depressed on a sunny day, in which case you are either conor oberst, or something horrible has happened to you, like you've realized everything you've accomplished has only led to doing everything you hate.

in honor of the shittiest day of the summer, and a frontrunner for the shittiest day of my life, i'm listening to the national. specifically, the song "baby, we'll be fine". it's nothing but the soundtrack for a melancholy heart. don't judge me.

3 comments:

eleni said...

some days feel like glorious fountains of tequila - other feels like deadly cess pools of tequila...it's not always good but it is tequila.

Erin Gallagher said...

Eleni always puts things in perspective for us!

Debbie K said...

I will think about that, but with rum. Aaaahhh.