some nights it just feels good to write your name

• (craig finn - "magic marker")

it comes and goes in plateaus

• (car seat headrest - "drunk drivers/killer whales")

i made a vow / to carry you home / if you fall sick / if you pass out

• (bloc party - "so here we are")

grotesque, arabesque / in custard skin with the lumps left in

• (laura stevenson - "big deep")

and how my stomach burns / but only at night

• (laura stevenson - "nervous rex")

on a sunday morning sidewalk, i'm wishing lord that i was stoned / cause there's something in a sunday that makes a body feel alone / and there's nothin' short of dying that's half as lonesome as the sound / of the sleepin' city sidewalk and sunday morning coming down

• (johnny cash - "sunday morning coming down 1972")

where do you move when what you're moving from is yourself?

• (modest mouse - "never ending math equation")

slowly walking down the hall, faster than a cannonball / where were you while we were getting high?

• (oasis - "champagne supernova")

blue moon sinking from the weight of the load and the buildings scrape the sky / cold wind ripping down the alley at dawn and the morning paper flies

• (neil young - "don't let it bring you down")

i was lying in a burned-out basement with the full moon in my eyes / i was hoping for replacement, when the sun burst through the sky / there was a band playing in my head and i felt like getting high / i was thinking about what a friend had said / i was hoping it was a lie

• (neil young - "after the goldrush")

sad song, last dance, and no one knows who the band was / and henry, you danced like a wooden indian

• (modest mouse - "baby blue sedan")

and it's hard to be a human being (and it's harder as anything else) / and i'm lonesome when you're around (and i'm never lonesome when i'm by myself) / and i miss you when you're around (and i never miss you when i'm by myself)

• (modest mouse - "baby blue sedan")

i'm the same as i was when i was 6 years old, and oh my god i feel so damn old (i don't really feel anything) / on a plane, and i can see the tiny lights below, and oh my god they look so alone (do they really feel anything?)

• (modest mouse - "never ending math equation")

this is the part of me that needs medication / this is the part of me that believes in heaven / this is the part of me that means nothing

• (modest mouse - "medication")

i know there's beauty in the dam that burst

• (destroyer - "this night")

i'm getting good at losing contact

• (walter etc - "let's get breakfast")

yes i understand i'm only who i think they think i am, but god it gets confusing with my pendulum moods / and all this thinking gets lonely, so i trick myself into love & lie in heaps with my lovely cus somewhere in the mess i swear it all becomes so meaningless / bohemians in beamers, every rebel's wearing vans / and if i get too mellow, i'll ripen and rot, then grab the city by the necktie and pull myself back up

• (walter etc - "howl")

i lied about my major to a stranger on the bus / i'm pretty sure i'm aging poorly & i surely peaked too early

• (walter etc - "post graduation oblivion")

craving the estrogen & minimum comfort, but i can't afford it / my head's in oregon, my feet in california / i prefer my chest pains over my daily headaches / i've outgrown most that i've known, and i'm scared to reminisce, so i believe in nothing, and never felt this uncertain of anything in my life / all panic aside, i actually kinda like it / my canvas is the Void. i paint meaning on the meaningless all damn day / but that gets lonesome, and therein lies your right to occupy my bedroom / i promise that i won't make trouble, i'll just listen / tell me about your family, tell me your role models, and tell me how your caught up working towards the wrong goals / and tell me, do you notice this blistering bliss apparent in our thoughts? / maybe you don't, but i do / and after it i'm a sucker feeling sorry for everyone

• (walter etc - "post graduation oblivion")

caterpillars in the cracks of my head / fucked up but functioning fine / i'm still unsure if you're dead, still tell your jokes like they're mine / here in the Void, we're scraping meaning from our made up meta-beliefs like band-aids off the post-ironic blues we battle / well, the funeral proved that i still can't cry, the closest i get is little puddles in my eyes, and the eerie eulogy was the very best part, it went, 'oh well whatever' / so now i've started a cult, to validate faith i write my own prayers now to my own set of saints, it keeps your feet in the curl, and at the very least, grace makes your stay in this world much more comfortable / hear me now, saint dana, you've a lot of explaining to do / without dreams right in front of your face it seems you feel a lot more real than i do

• (walter etc - "caterpillers")

or the strange euphoria that lines the day

• (walter etc - "strange euphoria")

i'm shifting gears and taking... all my pillow, my thoughts, my failures, the four letter word she awoke just to tell me, and my mug, my lighter, my books on a flight to a clean and well lighted place to settle down

• (walter etc - "strange euphoria")

this is why you breathe funny when you try to fall asleep why you feel alone at your parents' home, tar in your throat, shining most everyone you know / forced to play along with our hegemonic host, hiding my opinions in plain colored clothes / just waiting til they're bored of their game, so you can sit them down, shut them up, call their bluff, and tell them why you came

• (walter etc - "breathe funny")

won't go to bed until i relearn to sleep on my side

• (walter etc - "full body yawn")

still stuck in a full body yawn, a moment of calm, i'm standing face to face with a parody of myself hoping he don't mind me asking / "why do you hate so much? how did you chip your tooth? how are you so sure of your purpose and when did you know what's best for you? and why do you care so much? what are you trying to prove? won't you wake me from my daydream when you leave for something new. i wanna come too."

• (walter etc - "full body yawn")

well i'll tell you i woke up euphoric, barely retaining the Unified Theory of Basically Everything / wandered all day, with no one to tell / i'm afraid if i sleep that i might not remember it, it'll send me back over the falls

• (walter etc - "chamomile")

said i'm so sorry i came in late this evening... but all the clocks around the town had died, and all the fruit stores' colors were so bright, with couples smiling, cooking things tonight / and what were all those troubles on my mind? / oh, i took a walk...

• (animal collective - "street flash")

sun sets fast without a warning

• (animal collective - "street flash")

unlearned perfection a number of times / driftwood unrefurbished sounds more like paradise to me

• (animal collective - "cobwebs")

but we get to say it, just to make the sound

• (animal collective - "cobwebs")

ever since i was a boy i found new ways to view my porridge / sometimes electric, organic like strawberry meat...

• (animal collective - "cobwebs")

but now our summer's bending two different ways

• (walter mitty - "holy cannoli")

i kinda mumble so nobody knows / the conversations are sweet, real nice but nothing

• (walter mitty - "holy cannoli")

but where is the comfort? and what is the sure thing? / now home is a luxury, i crawl up and sink in my love (...) so this is the comfort, and this is the heartache / lesson learned as animals, everything else seems arbitrary

• (walter mitty - "compersion")

but sin follows me & all my friends / i need to concentrate / get my hands on some ritalin and plan my days / constructive and legitimate / go only places i feel comfortable / my grandpa fought in wwii / and here i am, afraid to leave my room

• (walter mitty - "whistle like jim")

i'm guessing i should waste some time / enjoy the sunshine

• (walter mitty - "whistle like jim")

well i've never felt exhaustion so much as right now / and i've always loved the cold air on my bike at midnight / so much that i might possibly come over tonight / and we'll lie to our parents for the rest of our lives / tell em we've never smoked & that we'll never get tattoos

• (walter mitty - "punk with an x")

i've been takin' tons of little pills to make my heavy head fall off, to make my subconscious shut up / but she says there's decisions that i gotta make and oh, i keep dreaming of a wide open ceiling where we / pull a peter pan and fly our sorry butts back to our old cul-de-sac (and dude, i really miss you)

• (walter mitty - "tally ho")

oh charlatan me, i can't control all these feelings

• (walter mitty - "oh charlatan me")

i don't mean to be rude but i can't talk to you without a cigarette in my hand / it's a crutch to hold me up / it's my shield from all you

• (walter mitty - "oh charlatan me")

i think i'm ready to come down now / loop me back to the beginning / whatever we took i had a heavier dose than you / and there's some kind of spirit in me

• (walter etc - "dumb angel")

stumptown summer heartthrob / what's the combo to your bike lock?

• (walter etc - "sumptown summer hearthrob")