Blogger Cliché #151...

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It's 2AM. I was lying in bed trying to get myself to sleep. My eyes are tired, but my mind is still going like a train.

I think I'm about to commit another major blogger cliché.

Oh dear...

So yeah. I decided to get out my bed and try to occupy my mind.

I'm sitting here in the dark writing e-mails and listening to music. Actually I just have one track playing over and over...

And now I'm going to commit blogger cliché #151 and quote the song lyrics.

Oh well...at least I'm linking to an MP3 of the song so you can sing/read along. Here you go. (Not good enough quality? Don't like mono? Well then get yourself to a CD store and buy the album.)

Suburbia by Matthew Good Band

you will come back within yourself
you can be art when we melt
and i will know what you were for
i say we're leaving
there ain't nothing here at all
another day, a week, the mall
and baby if I was in demand
you would be mine
you would be mine

someday this place it going to burn
is your whole life in there waiting?
someday your head is going to turn
and you'll realize i'm missing
do you realize?

you will come back
convince yourself you can stay alive
and wait for me
and i will know what this was for
and I'll say we're leaving
there ain't nothing here at all
another month, a year that's all
so you can tell them I'm coming and
hell's coming with me
hell's coming with me

someday this place is going to burn
is your whole life in the waiting
someday their heads are going to turn and they'll realize

you're missing...

Hmm. I should really stop listening to melancholic music and get some rest...

Posted by Dave at February 05, 2002 02:01 AM