I woke up and for the first time…

The Animals Were Gone
Damien Rice

Woke up and for the first time the animals were gone
It’s left this house empty now, not sure if I belong
Yesterday you asked me to write you a pleasant song
I’ll do my best now, but you’ve been gone for so long

The window’s open now and the winter settles in
We’ll call it Christmas when the adverts begin
I love your depression and I love your double chin
I love ’most everything that you bring to this offering

Oh I know that I left you in places of despair
Oh I know that I love you, so please throw down your hair
At night I trip without you, and hope I don’t wake up
’Cause waking up without you is like drinking from an empty cup

Woke up and for the first time the animals were gone
Our clocks are ticking now so before our time is gone
We could get a house and some boxes on the lawn
We could make babies and accidental songs

I know I’ve been a liar and I know I’ve been a fool
I hope we didn’t break yet, but I’m glad we broke the rules
My cave is deep now, yet your light is shining through
I cover my eyes, still all I see is you

Oh I know that I left you in places of despair
Oh I know that I love you, so please throw down your hair
At night I trip without you, and hope I don’t wake up
’Cause waking up without you is like drinking from an empty cup

…I realized how much I miss you.
And for the record, you don’t have a double chin. But I love it all the same.

p.s.

Because Regina always says it best:

This is how it works
You’re young until you’re not
You love until you don’t
You try until you can’t
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else’s heart
Pumping someone else’s blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don’t get harmed
But even if it does
You’ll just do it all again, and

On the radio
You’ll hear November Rain
That solo’s awful long
But it’s a good refrain
You’ll listen to it twice
’Cause the DJ is asleep

Those are the days I miss most…

How it Ends
by DeVotchKa

Hold your grandmother’s Bible to your breast.
Gonna put it to the test.
You want it to be blessed.
And in your heart,
You know it to be true,
You know what you gotta do.
They all depend on you.
And you already know.
Yeah, you already know how this will end.

There is no escape,
From the slave-catchers’ songs.
For all of the loved ones gone.
Forever’s not so long.
And in your soul,
They poked a million holes.
But you never let ’em show.
C’mon it’s time to go.

And you already know
Yeah, you already know
How this will end.

Now you’ve seen his face.
And you know that there’s a place,
In the sun,
For all that you’ve done,
For you and your children.
No longer shall you need.
You always wanted to believe,
Just ask and you’ll receive,
Beyond your wildest dreams.

And you already know
Yeah, you already know
How this will end.

You already know (You already know)
You already know (You already know)
You already know (Love will end)

Spring Broke

I recently ventured westward to my old friend the Oregon Coast. I know I had a lot more I wanted to write about this, but it is getting late and I am getting tired. The basics of it are something along the lines of Bill’s Tavern and Brew House is a great place to go if you’re ever in the Canon Beach area. Also, I was reminded of a trip I took to the Oregon Coast a year ago for what was to be my last Spring Break. A certain female, who I adored, risked being with my family for a whole week in a place with few escapes. Unfortunately we weren’t anywhere near Canon Beach so we had a wax museum, rugged fishing boats, endless rain, and indoor volleyball to keep us “entertained.” Apparently rugged fishing towns on an angry coast overflowing with antique shops and mom-and-pop diners aren’t her thing. Which is sad to me because I love them like I love every member of my own family.

In The Morning, Before Work

by Owen

I eat with these crooked teeth
Tomato soup and grilled cheese
But you already know that because you used to dine with me
Do you remember?

I listen to my same old cd's
New order & Morissey
But you already know that because you used to ride with me
I thought I'd be singing a different tune by now
But this song about you keeps coming out

I sleep in these dirty sheets
A blanket between my boney knees
But you already know that because you used to
Crawl in bed with me in the morning before work

Put your hands on my back
Kiss the back of my neck

I thought I'd be singing a different tune by now
But this song about you keeps coming out
I hoped to be singing to someone new by now
But the songs about you keep coming out