November 24, 200520 yr Modest Mouse Bury Me With It We are hummingbirds who are just not going to move. And there's good news for people who love bad news. We are hummingbirds who've lost the plot and we well not move. We have great news for anyone who loves bad news.
November 24, 200520 yr Modest Mouse Ocean Breathes Salty...... Your body may be gone, I'm gonna carry you in. In my head, in my heart, in my soul. And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again. Well I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. Don't think so. Well that is that and this is this. You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get. You get away from me. You get away from me. Collected my belongings and I left the jail. Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell. I had to think awhile. I had to think awhile. The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in? In your head, in your mouth, in your soul. And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both grow old. Well I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I hope so. Well that is that and this is this. You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get. You get away from me. You get away from me. Collected my belongings and I left the jail. Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell. I had to think awhile. I had to think awhile. Well that is that and this is this. Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed, when the ocean met the sky. You missed when time and life shook hands and said goodbye. When the earth folded in on itself. And said "Good luck, for your sake I hope heaven and hell are really there, but I wouldn't hold my breath." You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death? You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death? The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in? In your head, in your mouth, in your soul. The more we move ahead the more we're stuck in rewind. Well I don't mind. I don't mind. How the hell could I mind? Well that is that and this is this. You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get. You get away from me. You get away from me. Well that is that and this is this. Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed, when the ocean met the sky. You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste the afterlife? God I hate it when I don't have the awnsers, I know that at least I will be there one last time.
November 24, 200520 yr "Blame It On The Tetons" Blame it on the Tetons. Yeah, I need a scapegoat now. No my dog won't bite you, though it had the right to. Yeah didn't give her credit cuz she knows I wouldn't let it happen. Blame it on the weekends. God I need a cola now. Oh we mumble loudly, wear our shame so proudly. Wore our blank expressions, trying to look interesting. Blame it all on me cuz God I need a cold one now. All them eager actors gladly taking credit for the lines created by the people tucked away from sight is just a window from the room we're bound to. If you find a way out, oh would you just let me know how? Would you just let me know how? Blame it on the web but the spider's your problem now. Language is the liquid that we're all dissolved in. Great for solving problems, after it creates a problem. Blame it on the Tetons. God, I need a scapegoat now. Everyone's a building burning with no one to put the fire out. Standing at the window looking out, waiting for time to burn us down. Everyone's an ocean drowning with no one really to show how. They might get a little better air if they turned themselves into a cloud.
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