This NY Life

Troubles up and down the road
And trials all the way around
Never knew what trouble was
Till my honey threw me down
With nothing but old ragged clothes
My heart strings broken to shreds
Blues creeping over my body
Queer notions flying in my head

The easiest thing I ever done
Was loving and drinking wine
The hardest thing I ever done
Was paying off a judge’s fine
I’ve never worked for pleasure
Peace on Earth I cannot find
The only thing I surely own
Is a worried and troubled mind

If men and wine don’t kill me
There’s one more plan to find
Soak up all the old rub-alcohol
Ease all trouble off my mind

The Fiery Furnaces

I once knew a girl
In the years of my youth
With eyes like the summer
All beauty and truth
In the morning I fled
Left a note and it read
Someday you will be loved.

I cannot pretend that I felt any regret
Cause each broken heart will eventually mend
As the blood runs red down the needle and thread
Someday you will be loved

You’ll be loved you’ll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved

You may feel alone when you’re falling asleep
And everytime tears roll down your cheeks
But I know your heart belongs to someone you’ve yet to meet
Someday you will be loved

You’ll be loved you’ll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved

You’ll be loved you’ll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
Someday you will be loved

- Death Cab For Cutie

I know its kind of lame to be posting these song lyrics and passing them off as normal posts, but these are the things I’ve been listening to lately. We saw Death Cab last Wednesday night at the State Theater in new Brunswick NJ with Mike and Kathy. The show was great and our seats were fantastic, 6th row (thanks Jack!). The band played a lot of their hits, lots of people singing along. Ben forgot a few lyrics, he said it was their first show on this leg of the tour and was a little rusty from not playing these songs for two and a half months. Still, they sounded excellent.
Ted Leo + Pharmacists opened up, we saw them on the monitor from the lobby of the theater and they sounded excellent as always. We’ve seen them before and will again when we see Death Cab at MSG in November. Hopefully Ben will have studied up on the lyric book by then.

This is the first day of my life
I swear I was born right in the doorway
I went out in the rain suddenly everything changed
They’re spreading blankets on the beach

Yours is the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
Now I don’t know where I am
I don’t know where I’ve been
But I know where I want to go

And so I thought I’d let you know
That these things take forever
I especially am slow
But I realize that I need you
And I wondered if I could come home

Remember the time you drove all night
Just to meet me in the morning
And I thought it was strange you said everything changed
You felt as if you had just woke up
And you said “this is the first day of my life
I’m glad I didn’t die before I met you
But now I don’t care I could go anywhere with you
And I’d probably be happy”

So if you want to be with me
With these things there’s no telling
We just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like me

-Bright Eyes

Golden rod and the 4-H stone
The things I brought you
When I found out you had cancer of the bone

Your father cried on the telephone
And he drove his car to the Navy yard
Just to prove that he was sorry

In the morning through the window shade
When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
I could see what you were reading

Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications you could do without
When I kissed you on the mouth

Tuesday night at the bible study
We lift our hands and pray over your body
But nothing ever happens

I remember at Michael’s house
In the living room when you kissed my neck
And I almost touched your blouse

In the morning at the top of the stairs
When your father found out what we did that night
And you told me you were scared

Oh the glory when you ran outside
With your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied
And you told me not to follow you

Sunday night when I cleaned the house
I find the card where you wrote it out
With the pictures of your mother

On the floor at the great divide
With my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied
I am crying in the bathroom

In the morning when you finally go
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low
And the cardinal hits the window

In the morning in the winter shade
On the first of March on the holiday
I thought I saw you breathing

Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications when I see his face
In the morning in the window

Oh the glory when he took our place
But he took my shoulders and he shook my face
And he takes and he takes and he takes

-Sufjan Stevens

(best French horn solo ever!)

Love of mine some day you will die,
But I’ll be close behind.
I’ll follow you into the dark.

No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white;
Just our hands clasped so tight,
Waiting for the hint of a spark.
If heaven and hell decide,
That they both are satisfied,
Illuminate the no’s on their vacancy signs:

If there’s no one beside you,
When your soul embarks;
Then I’ll follow you into the dark.

In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule,
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black,
And I held my tongue as she told me,
“Son, fear is the heart of love.”
So I never went back.

If heaven and hell decide,
That they both are satisfied,
Illuminate the no’s on their vacancy signs:

If there’s no one beside you,
When your soul embarks;
Then I’ll follow you into the dark.

You and me have seen everything to see;
From Bangkok to Calgary.
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down;
The time for sleep is now.
It’s nothing to cry about,
‘Cause we’ll hold each other soon.
The blackest of rooms.

If heaven and hell decide,
That they both are satisfied,
Illuminate the no’s on their vacancy signs:

If there’s no one beside you,
When your soul embarks;
Then I’ll follow you into the dark.
Then I’ll follow you into the dark.

-Death Cab For Cutie