the levity of longing

i'm feeling good about this song, about it words and i want you to feel good about it too so read on:

some planes were made and rice was thrown.
a house was built.
a baby born.
how time can move both fast and slow amazes me.
so i raise my glass to symmetry,
to that second hand and its accuracy.
to the actual size of everything.
the desert is the sand.
you can't hold it in your hand.
it won't bow to your demands.

there's no difference you can make,
there's no difference you can make.

and if it seems like an accident,
a collage of senselessness,
you aren't looking hard enough.
i wasn't looking hard enoughat at it.

an argument for conciousness.
the instinct of the blind insect who makes love to the flower bed and dies in the first freeze.
i want to learn such simple things.
no politics.
no history.
until what i want and what i need can finally be the same.

i just got myself to blame.
leave everything up to fate.
when there are choices i could make.
choice i could make.

now my heart needs a polygraph.
always so eager to pack my bags when i really want to stay.
i really want to stay.
i want to stay.

the arc of time.
the stench of sex.
the innocence you can't protect.
each quarter note.
each marble step.
walk up and down.
that lonely treble clef.
each wanting the next one to arrive.

an argument for conciousness.
the instinct of the blind insect.
who never thinks not to accept its fate.
that's faith.
there is happiness in death.

you give to the next one down the line.
the levity of longing that distills each dream inside my head.
by morning water down forget.
on silver stars i wish and wish and wish.
from one to the next one.
from one to the next right down the line.

you get to the next one.
you get to the next one down the line.

that song is called 'i believe in symmetry' by bright eyes (lyrics conor oberst) from the 2005 release digital ash in a digital urn (saddle creek)

it's a song that's been on my mind. if i sat down with conor oberst and could only talk about one song it would be this one! there are part of it that speak to me as if written ABOUT me and parts that piss me off in their simplicity and complacent whining...

i dunno dear friends, it speaks. it yells. at me. and i dig that shit.

xo m.