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Jett Superior laid this on you on || November 15, 2006 || 1:52 pm

“Because You Brought It Up”

I want to be the girl whose letters get saved in a shoebox for the grandchildren to discover…

No ships have to be launched in my name, but to inspire an epic poem* or two would be nice…even if they are only written down and recited in still, quiet rooms.

As it is, I am glad enough to be the girl who can stand on the sidewalk at the post office, day (deliciously) drear and misty, face (surprisingly) serene. The girl whose hoods (shirt. car.) are up, untangling the jumper cables and is gifted with three Very Kind Offers of assistance. I am glad enough, and flattered that a man making good on the offer of said assistance would stand in a two-inch puddle of water in his (pretty obviously) expensive Italian leather shoes. Those shoes prolly cost, even low-end, more than my week’s salary.

Ruined and helpful: What a terrifically nice juxtaposition.

The letters, mailed. The cough, disconcertingly deeper. The soul, sings so far beyond outward that it is startling even to me. I want to be ‘the girl’, but I am enough for even this.

*the asterisk is to remind me, not you that not all poems are comprised of words.

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I’ve been here for hours / Cutting in on every dance / I stand in every corner /
Painting red for everything.

I look to you / I’ll take anything you’ve got / And fill every waking thought / I walk with you / You come everywhere I go / Playin’ on my air stereo.

I’ll trade my arms for yours / A perfect waltz around the room / I can leave myself, or break it / On everything that once was yours.

I look to you / I’ll take anything you’ve got / And fill every vacant thought / I walk with you / You come everywhere I go / Playing on my air stereo.

I look to you / I’ll take anything you’ve got / And fill every vacant thought / I walk with you / You come everywhere I go

Playing on my air stereo.

Playing on my air stereo.

Playing on my air stereo.

Playing on my air stereo.

Playing on my air stereo.

// The Damnwells, “Air Stereo”

2 worked it out »

  1. chip 11.15.2006

    “Air Stereo” – maybe the best Damnwells song ever. Why they left it off the album remains a mystery to me. Maybe they don’t really want to be as huge as the Goo Goo Dolls.

     
  2. c 11.15.2006

    some people are larger than life by accident

     

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