Death Cab, the Soundtrack of My Life (right now)
Adam sent me Narrow Stairs a couple of weeks ago (along with a very nice card, because he rocks, but you already knew that). Since then, it's been a Death Cab fest around here, and I bet my grad students are ready to kill me. But seriously, this stuff fits right now. Observe these lyrics:
You may feel alone when you're falling asleep
And everytime tears roll down your cheeks
But I know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet
Someday you will be loved
And I have learned that even landlocked lovers yearn for the sea like navy men
Cause now we say goodnight from our own separate sides
Like brothers on a hotel bed
You look so defeated lying there in your new twin sized bed.
With a single pillow underneath your single head.
I guess you decided that that old queen holds more space than you would need.
Now it's in the alley behind your apartment with a sign that says it's free.
And the silence; it became so very clear
That you had long ago disappeared.
I cursed myself for being surprised
That this didn't play like it did in my mind.
Ben Gibbard is a gray man. Or at least his lyrics are. But man, they're pretty. It's funny, in the past I would have utilized music like this to wallow in. Everyone does- we all think, especially at sad times, that certain lyrics speak directly to us. And while there are many words that resonate with me here, they're not making me sadder. I've been in a mood, for the last week, that I can only describe as resolute. And somehow this is good ambient noise for my stance.