Sunday, January 11, 2009

and im lonesome when you're around.

A nice heart and a white suit and a baby blue sedan. 
And I am doing the best that I can. 
All the eunuchs, they were standing in rows
singing, "Please stud us out just as fast as you possibly can." 
Sad song, last dance and no one knows who the band was 
And Henry, you danced like a wooden Indian 
Except this one mattered and I felt it had a spirit
And I shot the story because I didn't hear it that way
And it's hard to be a human being
And it's harder as anything else
And I'm lonesome when you're around
And I'm never lonesome when I'm by myself 
And I miss you when you're around.

I have had this song stuck in my head all weekend, it is one of my all time favorites. The lyrics are absolutely wonderful. 
(Baby Blue Sedan, Modest Mouse.) 

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