I think my love for song lyrics goes back to my teen years, when I was filled with angst and confusion and their accompanying flood of hormones. Songs are poetry you can dance to, cry to, forget with, remember with. Sometimes songs just exist like background noise and other times they become such a part of the moment that if your life were made into a movie, they'd be on the soundtrack. I'm sure you've thought of it...who'd play me in the movie? Who'd play my friends, my family, my enemies, my lovers? Only in fiction could Natalie Portman be me, surrounded by Mom Glenn Close and Dad Harrison Ford, with friends Katie Holmes, Maggie Gyllenhaal, Topher Grace, Gael Garcia Bernal...and two men duking it out for my affections—Colin Farrell and Rob Lowe.
*sigh*
So if I were to make the ultimate mix tape, with the theme songs of my life, these would be on it:
It's a Sunshine Day — The Brady Bunch
Here's Where the Story Ends — The Sundays
These Are Days — 10,000 Maniacs
Does Your Mother Know — ABBA
Stop! — Erasure
Everybody Hurts — REM
Amie — Pure Prairie League
I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) — Proclaimers
Imagine — John Lennon
And this would be my favorite, in part because it's the song I have stuck in my brain. It reminds me of college on a warm day, sitting in Wade's Chrysler LeBaron Convertible with the top down, trying not to...but thinking too much...about life, missed chances, and new possibilities.
Closer to Fine
by Indigo Girls
I'm trying to tell you something about my life
Maybe give me insight between black and white
The best thing you've ever done for me
Is to help me take my life less seriously, it's only life after all
Well darkness has a hunger that's insatiable
And lightness has a call that's hard to hear
I wrap my fear around me like a blanket
I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it, I'm crawling on your shore.
I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.
I went to see the doctor of philosophy
With a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee
He never did marry or see a B-grade movie
He graded my performance, he said he could see through me
I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind, got my paper
And I was free.
I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.
I stopped by the bar at 3 a.m.
To seek solace in a bottle or possibly a friend
I woke up with a headache like my head against a board
Twice as cloudy as I'd been the night before
I went in seeking clarity.
I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.
We go to the bible, we go through the workout
We read up on revival and we stand up for the lookout
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in a crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine
*sigh*
So if I were to make the ultimate mix tape, with the theme songs of my life, these would be on it:
It's a Sunshine Day — The Brady Bunch
Here's Where the Story Ends — The Sundays
These Are Days — 10,000 Maniacs
Does Your Mother Know — ABBA
Stop! — Erasure
Everybody Hurts — REM
Amie — Pure Prairie League
I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles) — Proclaimers
Imagine — John Lennon
And this would be my favorite, in part because it's the song I have stuck in my brain. It reminds me of college on a warm day, sitting in Wade's Chrysler LeBaron Convertible with the top down, trying not to...but thinking too much...about life, missed chances, and new possibilities.
Closer to Fine
by Indigo Girls
I'm trying to tell you something about my life
Maybe give me insight between black and white
The best thing you've ever done for me
Is to help me take my life less seriously, it's only life after all
Well darkness has a hunger that's insatiable
And lightness has a call that's hard to hear
I wrap my fear around me like a blanket
I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it, I'm crawling on your shore.
I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.
I went to see the doctor of philosophy
With a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee
He never did marry or see a B-grade movie
He graded my performance, he said he could see through me
I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind, got my paper
And I was free.
I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.
I stopped by the bar at 3 a.m.
To seek solace in a bottle or possibly a friend
I woke up with a headache like my head against a board
Twice as cloudy as I'd been the night before
I went in seeking clarity.
I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.
We go to the bible, we go through the workout
We read up on revival and we stand up for the lookout
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in a crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine
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