When I was in 5th grade, my bed was angled differently. The headrest was against the wall where the door is, so I’d lie down, my feet towards the window. The old television was on the stand, and I had my parents’ old CD player underneath it. And I’d turn off the lights and listen to Michelle Branch, over and over and over again. I wouldn’t say my taste in music’s changed much. It’s still essentially a search for the same quietly raging beauty I found in “I’d Rather Be In Love”, and the same flushed naïveté I found in “You Set Me Free”, only with more artists, perhaps some better lyrics, and the maturity that comes with knowing that the subdued and simple is at many times much more powerful than the loud and glaring.
So maybe it’s okay that I end here, because I’m exhausted, and also because I know that nothing I could ever type would ever be able to describe how wonderful and rare it is to lie down on your bed, in the middle of the dark, and listen to songs where you can find whatever you might be looking for.
You can click on the song titles to listen to them on Youtube.
And you can click HERE to download the whole freaking thing from Dropbox.
Or if you wanna be all non-commital, you can listen to it on 8tracks too!
Old friend come to me / Everything I was, I used to be / I went north and I went east / Follow in the footsteps of / Some beautiful beast
Heavy words are hard to take / Under pressure precious things can break / How we feel is hard to fake / So let’s not give the game away
Lay down these promises broken / Take me into your hurricane / While violent clouds roll over / I’ll hold your hand till the colors fade / I’ll be here till your dying day
And I don’t blame ya dear for running like you did, all these years. / I would do the same, you best believe / And the highway signs say we‘re closed, but I don’t read those things anymore / I never trusted my own eyes
I didn’t have a reason though / But you had a reason / How the hell am I staying so divided? / Never could avoid / Unless I would’ve been / Oh I’ve never been able to explain myself
Take me to your watering hole / I’ve been trying to fill a well that I call my soul / Yes I’ve grown so thirsty, walking this desert
Hey and whenever I fall at your feet / You let your tears rain down on me / Whenever I touch your slow turning pain
We’ve learned to hide our bottles in the well / And what’s worth keeping, sun still sinking
And I know you’re good / You know I try most of the time / We’ve been through that / And we came out on top
I should go now quietly / For my bones have found a place
to lie down and sleep / Where all my layers can become reeds / All my limbs can become trees
You see her when you close your eyes / Maybe one day you’ll understand why / Everything you touch surely dies
In that harbor of a room / You’ll find your anchor soon / In the parting of our ways / May it never happen any way
Is this wrong or only half right? / You want me gone, but I stay the night / When I see you in the half-light / It feels so fine
But she and her furry friends / Took down the queen bee and her men / And that’s how the story goes / The story of the beast with those four dirty paws
Get inside their clothes with my green gloves / Watch their videos in their chairs / Get inside their beds with my green gloves / Get inside their heads, love their loves
I can say that you look pretty / You turn my legs into spaghetti / You set my heart on fire / For you I found a vent / In the bottom of a coal mine / Just enough space for your hands in the inside