Monday, October 26, 2009

We Treat Mishaps Like Sinking Ships

[modest mouse - little motel]

The remainders of a shooting star
landed directly on our broke down little car
before then we both had made a wish
that we would be missed
if one or the other just did not exist..

but that's what we're waiting for.

I would like to quote the whole song but that would be .. I don't know .. useless/waste of space/boring. Listen to the song, look up the lyrics. Have emotions.


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