Monday, July 02, 2012

All the things I haven’t seen once the final curtain has been raised

This was my turn-it-up-until-my-downstairs-neighbor-(who never said anything)-says-something trip. I sat in my friend John's apartment and copied the lyrics from his lp sleeve. I had the cd and there must not have been lyrics included. Copied by hand into whatever journal of paralyzing angst I was filling up at the time.

It's funny how the words don't mean anything to me now. It's just a freekin amazing song, one worth the resulting ear bleeds.

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