suckers.

remember how yesterday i wrote about the cloud of noncreativeness that had lifted from over my head?

its back.

and its raining.

lyrics suck.

because i don’t want to write just anything for a song. i mean sure, i could write something out that just sounds really random and artsy. then i could tell people that it doesn’t make sense because [insert thoughtful artsy reason here]… but that’s just not me.

i’ve tried the random, weird lyrics and they just don’t feel right. i like to write things that at least make some sense. i don’t know.

is that weird?

i think the most confusing part is that i like so many different artists and writers. from radiohead to patty griffn to tv on the radio to john mayer to wilco. the writing styles are all brilliant.

suckers.

nate.

sounds (i am trying to break your heart – wilco):

I am an American aquarium drinker
I assassin down the avenue
I’m hiding out in the big city blinking
What was I thinking when I let go of you?

Let’s forget about the tongue-tied lightning
Let’s undress just like cross-eyed strangers
This is not a joke, so please stop smiling
What was I thinking when I said it didn’t hurt?

I want to glide through those brown eyes dreaming
Take it from the inside, baby hold on tight
You were so right when you said that I’ve been drinking
What was I thinking when we said good night?

I want to hold you in the Bible-black predawn
You’re quite a quiet domino, bury me now
Take off your Band-Aid because I don’t believe in touchdowns
What was I thinking when I said hello?

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