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a hidden gem…

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So I have itunes on random, and I ran across a hidden gem of a song from the soundtrack to “JUNO”

Loose Lips by Kimya Dawson

Loose lips might sink ships but loose gooses take trips
To San Francisco, double Dutch disco,
Tech TV hottie, do it for scotty
Do it for the living and do it for the dead
Do it for the monsters under your bed
Do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom
Broken hearts hurt but they make us strong and

We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened

We’re just dancing, we’re just hugging,
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
On the sleeve of how it used to be
How’s it gonna be?
I’ll drop kick Russell Stover, move into the starting over house
And know Matt Rouse and Jest are watching me achieve my dreams

And we’ll pray, all damn day, every day,
That all this shit our President has got us in will go away
While we strive to figure out a way we can survive
These trying times without losing our minds

So if you wanna burn yourself
Remember that I love you
And if you wanna cut yourself
Remember that I love you
And if you wanna kill yourself
Remember that I love you
Call me up before your dead, we can make some plans instead
Send me an IM, i’ll be your friend

Shysters live from scheme to scheme and my 4th quarter pipe dreams
Are seeming more and more worth fighting for
So I’ll curate some situations, make my job a big vacation
And I’ll say fuck Bush and fuck this war
My war paint is sharpie ink and I’ll show you how much my shit stinks
And ask you what you think because your thoughts and words are powerful
They think we’re disposable, well both my thumbs opposable
Are spelled out on a double word and triple letter score

We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened
We won’t stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we’ll start again and just pretend that
Nothing ever happened

We’re just dancing, we’re just hugging,
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
On the sleeve of how it used to be

the shins - fighting in a sack

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Just last night I woke from some unconscionable dream
And had it nailed to my forehead again
To keep this boat afloat
There are things you can’t afford to know
So I save all my breath for the sails.

But you’ll find those lingering voices
Are just your ego’s attempt to make it all clean and nice
And make a moron out of you
Walking a bridge on weakening cables
Huddled up in fear and hate because we know our fate
And it’s a lot to put us through.

Most ideas turn to dust
As there are few in which we all can trust
Haven’t you noticed I’ve been shedding all of mine?
So let’s abandon that track
And leave our fathers fighting in a sack
Cause we are way too wise-assed for that.

You might find some fools at your doorstep
Hustling the latest changes to the book
That’s the strangest in an attempt to multiply
Marionettes on weakening cables
Huddled up with fear and hate
Because they know their fate and it’s a lot to put them through.

We’ve taken on a climb
And it’s long enough to put the best of us on our backs
Walking up a slide
And there are those we know who’d have us five miles off the track.

But you’ll find those lingering voices
Are just your ego’s attempt to make it all clean and nice
And make a moron out of you
Crossing the bridge on weakening cables
Huddled up with fear and hate because we know our fate
And it’s a lot to put us through

death anxiety?

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on 20080203
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The Shins A Comet Appears

One hand on this wily comet,
Take a drink just to give me some weight,
Some uber-man I’d make,
I’m barely a vapor

They shone a chlorine light on,
A host of individual sins,
Let’s carve my aging face off,
Fetch us a knife,
Start with my eyes,
Down so the lines,
Form a grimacing smile,

Close your eyes to corral a virtue,
Is this fooling anyone else?
Never worked so long and hard,
To cement a failure,

We can blow on our thumbs and posture,
But the lonely are such delicate things,
The wind from a wasp could blow them,
Into the sea,
With stones on their feet,
Lost to the light and the loving we need,

Still to come,
The worst part and you know it,
There is a numbness,
In your heart and it’s growing,

With burnt sage and a forest of bygones,
I click my heels,
Get the devils in line,
A list of things I could lay the blame on,
Might give me a way out,

But with each turn,
It stays front and center,
Like a dart stuck square in your eye,
Every post you can hitch your faith on,
Is a pie in the sky,
Chock full of lies,
A tool we devise,
To make sinking stones fly,

And still to come,
The worst part and you know it,
There is a numbness,
In your heart and it’s growing.

???

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s0niqu3
on 20071206
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As is always the case upon meeting new people and a night out drinking, the day after always brings two things, elation, and introspection.

No matter how I try, I always find myself turning inward after being introduced, again, to that life. The life that so many young people today passionately adore. A tiny room, packed with a mixed soup of culture and lifestyle, tons of alcohol flowing in every direction, music so loud that you find yourself all but shouting for the next few days.

What is it that attracts people to that life?

Why has it become the proving ground that it is today?

Why do I care about its effect and the length of its reach so much?

Is it really possible for me to fade away entirely?

Rise

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on 20071201
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Eddie Vedder - Rise

Such is the way of the world
You can never know
Just where to put all your faith
And how will it grow

Gonna rise up
Burning back holes in dark memories
Gonna rise up
Turning mistakes into gold

Such is the passage of time
Too fast to fold
And suddenly swallowed by signs
Low and behold

Gonna rise up
Find my direction magnetically
Gonna rise up
Throw down my ace in the hole