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[thehandsomeone]

So, while this mix is for BTR purposes, the following ever-expanding basically never-ending playlist is a far more general set of songs. I apply them to Dean in just about every context. Also, they are all awesome. Just saying.

Sea Wolf - Black Dirt: I could feel my face grow pale. Sick with fear my senses fail. And as the light fades from my eyes, I smile but don’t know why. Legs are growing to the heat of the sun, and my heart no longer beats. Black dirt will stain your feet and when you walk you’ll leave black dirt in the street.

Okkervil River - Black Sheep Boy: If you love me, let me live in peace, but please understand, that the black sheep can wear the golden fleece, and hold the winning hand.

Songs: Ohia - Blue Chicago Moon: Gotten so good at hiding it, even he does not admit it. That glittering flash in his eyes, makes it look like he might be alright. If the blues are your hunter, then you will come face to face with that darkness and desolation, and the endless depression. But you are not helpless.

Songs: Ohia - Captain Badass: Resistance failed, and friendship failed. And friendship failed. As lovers, we did not fail. As lovers, we did not fail. Brown eyes, your pulse is getting hotter. Brown eyes, your pulse is getting quicker. Quote Captain Badass, “I am setting your heart on fire, so when you leave me I will burn on in your soul.” You won’t have to think twice, if it’s love, you will know. We get no second chance in this life. … There ain’t no contest against the final day. We’ll rise above us either way. We’re either greeted by life or its reverse. And each day greeted, by fortune or its reverse.

Kansas - Carry On Wayward Son: Once I rose above the noise and confusion just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion. I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high. Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man. Though my mind could think I still was a mad man. I hear the voices when I'm dreamin', I can hear them say: carry on my wayward son. There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest. Don't you cry no more. Masquerading as a man with a reason, my charade is the event of the season. And if I claim to be a wise man, it surely means that I don't know. On a stormy sea of moving emotion, tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean. I set a course for winds of fortune, but I hear the voices say...

Margot & the Nuclear So and So’s - Cheap Motel Room: I want to spend the night in a cheap motel room. We can live in sin, if you really want to. ‘Cause I’ve been thinkin’ hard, about doing somethin’, about the way I’ve felt, the past two years or so. If you wanna walk away, just do so softly. I ain’t in the mood to talk, so get up off me. No one ever leaves their home to go somewhere they detest…

Songs: Ohia - Cross the Road, Molina: Show us how close it can get. Show us how close you can get. Show us how fast we can lose it, how bad we’re out numbered. Set my pulse an electric pulse. Set my pulse to the blues, them black sad eyes. If I never see them again tell them goodbye.

Wolf Parade - Dear Sons and Daughters of Hungry Ghosts: I got a hand, so I got a fist, so I got a plan, it’s the best that I can do. Now we say it’s in God’s hands, but God doesn’t always have the best goddamn plans, now, does he? I ain’t quite the beauty, pulls out two guns and shoots at the pretty, pretty view. Gotta keep thinking, things, hunters and kings, to block out the view, I gotta get new bell to ring, new song to sing, a steady hand to ring a readiness of things I do. I gotta get a new plan to bring to the people. People, I can trick them into thinking anything. Oh, rust it just right in the light it’s gold, it’s gold. I got water and holes in my hands. I’m a digger of holes, in the land of holes.

Brand New - Degausser: I love you so much that it hurts my head. Say, "I don't mind you under my skin; I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in." Well, when we were made we were set apart. But life is a test and I get bad marks. Now some saint got the job of writing down my sins. The storm is coming, the storm is coming in.

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club - Devil's Waitin': I'm born in and weary but life's just begun, and I've run from the reasons and run to the gun. They say I'm the killer and thy will be done, and the doors won't be open when I've finally become. I've seen the battle, and I've seen the war, and the life out here is the life I've been sold. Yeah I've seen the battle, and I've seen the war, and the life in here is the life I've been told.

Seanan Mcguire - Downhome Aphrodite: And I said, "Darling...won’t you let me take you home? Because the night is dark, and faith is thin, and ‘though I don’t know where you’ve been, this world ain’t a place for a woman all alone." I said, "let me be your Vulcan," she said, "Honey, what’s your angle?" I said, "Ain’t got no angle at all... I’m just looking for a woman who knows how to roll the dice, and who doesn't give one good god-damn ‘bout where the cards may fall."

Nirvana - Dumb: I'm not like them, but I can pretend. The sun is gone, but I have a light. The day is done, I'm having fun. I think I'm dumb, or maybe just happy. Think I'm just happy... My heart is broke, but I have some glue. Help me inhale, and mend it with you. We'll float around, and hang out on clouds. Then we'll come down, and have a hangover.

M. Ward - Eyes on the Prize: Now anything you ask me for is yours. Now say the word and I’ll lay it at your feet. I'll meet the payments down the line somehow, if you keep your promise with me.

Songs: Ohia - Farewell Transmission: After tonight if you don’t want this to be, a secret out of the past, I will resurrect it. I’ll make a good go at it. I’ll streak his blood across my beak and dust my feathers with his ashes. I can feel his ghost breathing down my back. I will try and know whatever I try, I will be gone but not forever. The real truth about it is, no one gets it right. The real truth about it is, we’re all supposed to try. The real truth about it is, my kind of life’s no better off. If I’ve got the maps or if I’m lost. The real truth about it is, there ain’t no end to the desert I’ll cross. I’ve really known it all along. Mama, here comes midnight, with the dead moon in its jaws.

Okkervil River - For Real: Some nights I thirst for real blood, for real knives, for real cries. And then the flash of steel from real guns in real life really fills my mind. Then I really miss what really did exist when I held your throat so tight. And I miss the bus as it swerved from us and almost came crashing to its side.

Sufjan Stevens - For the Widows in Paradise, for the Fatherless in Ypsilanti: If there's anything to say, if there's anything to do, if there's any other way, I'd do anything for you. I was dressed in embarassment, I was dressed in white. If you had a part of me, will you take your time? Even if I come back, even if I die, is there some idea to replace my life? Like a father to impress, like a mother's mourning dress, if we ever make a mess, I'll do anything for you.

Johnny Cash - Further on Up the Road: Where the road is dark and the seed is sowed, where the gun is cocked and the bullet's cold, where the miles are marked in the blood and gold, I'll meet you further on up the road. Got on my dead man's suit and my smilin' skull ring, my lucky graveyard boots and song to sing. I got a song to sing, keep me out of the cold. And I'll meet you further on up the road. Further on up the road, further on up the road. Where the way is dark and the night is cold. One sunny mornin', we'll rise I know. And I'll meet you further on up the road. Now I been out in the desert, just doin' my time. Searchin' through the dust, lookin' for a sign. If there's a light up ahead, well brother, I don't know. But I got this fever burnin' in my soul.

The Mountain Goats - Going to Georgia: The most remarkable thing about coming home to you is the feeling of being in motion again. I have two big hands and a heart pumping blood and a 1967 Colt .45 with a busted safety catch.

Josh Ritter - Good Man: You’re not a good shot, but I’m worse. And there’s so much where we ain’t been yet. So swing up on this little horse - the only thing we’ll hit is sunset. Babe, we both had dry spells, hard times in bad lands. I’m a good man for ya.

Okkervil River - He Passes Number Thirty-Three: If you feel weak, leave it to me. If you need sleep, leave it to me. Need wool socks for your feet, leave it to me. Need a walk on the beach, leave it to me. An ear into which to weep, leave it to me. A shoulder on which to sleep, leave it to me. And leave it to me to not speak, when I pass you on the street. Leave it to me to feel weak, leave it to me to run from your feet.

The Decemberists - Here I Dreamt I Was an Architect: And here I dreamt I was a soldier, and I marched the streets of Birkenau. And I recall in spring the perfume that the air would bring to the indolent town. Where the barkers call the moon down, the carnival was ringing loudly now, and just to lay with you, there's nothing that I wouldn't do, save lay my rifle down. ... And I am nothing of a builder, but here I dreamt I was an architect. And I built this balusstrade to keep you home, to keep you safe from the outside world. But the angles and the corners, even though my work is unparalleled, they never seemed to meet, this structure fell about our feet, and we were free to go.

Tom Waits - Hoist That Rag: God used me as a hammer, boys, to beat his weary drum today. ... At night I pray and clean my gun. The cracked bell rings as the ghost bird sings and the gods go begging here. So just open fire when you hit the shore; all is fair in love and war.

Her Space Holiday - I’ll Believe in Anything: “Every person no matter how, big or tough they are, should always have a partner. You never want to go on the streets alone; it’s a mistake. You get lonely, you get upset, you get beat up. Because you never can tell if someone’s gonna come up in front of you and start to get your attention and then this other dude’s gonna come up behind you and bust your fuckin’ head. Partners are always better.” … “You learn how to fight, one way or another, or you disappear. I know how to fight without disappearin’.”

Wolf Parade - I’ll Believe in Anything: We’ve both been very brave, walk around with both legs. Fight the scary day, we both pull the tricks out of our sleeves. But I’ll believe in anything, and you’ll believe in anything. … If I could take the fire out from the water, I’d share a life, and you’d share a life. … I’d take you where nobody knows you, and nobody gives a damn. And I could take another hit for you, and I could take away your trips from you, and I could take away the salt from your eyes, and I could take away the spitting salt in you. And I could give you my apologies by handing over my neologies, and I could take away the shaking knees and I could give you all the olive trees. Oh, look at the trees and look at my face and look at the place far away from here.

Joe Firstman - Introduction to 'The War of Women': And then she'd tell me that women are only as evil as you let them be. When their luxuries are felonies and they're killing me with all of that Goddamn jealousy. But I would still be your showman, and for only you I'd write. But you ain't giving me a bit of your time. And now I want you, so listen to me closely. Leave this lush lazy-eyed and lonely then I'm going to want you. 'Cause I can love you like all hell has broke loose.

Bob Dylan - It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding): My eyes collide head-on with stuffed graveyards, false gods. I scuff at pettiness which plays so rough, walk upside-down inside hand cuffs, kick my legs to crash it off, say okay, I’ve had enough, what else can you show me? And if my thought-dreams could be seen, they’d probably put my head in a guillotine. But it’s alright, ma - it’s life, and life only.

Brand New - Jesus: Well, Jesus Christ, I’m not scared of dying. I’m a little bit scared of what comes after. Do I get the gold chariot? Do I float through the ceiling? Do I divide and fall apart? Cuz my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark. And this ship went down in sight of land. And at the gates, does Thomas ask to see my hands?

Songs: Ohia - Just Be Simple: You'll never hear me talk about one day getting out. Why I put a new address on the same old loneliness. … If Heaven's really coming back, I hope it has a heart attack when they see how dangerous it is for guys like that. The night has always known when it's time to get going. When it's really been so long that it starts showing. It's always had that ghost who always almost tells me the secret - how there's really no difference in who he was once, and who he's become. I think he's been letting me win. And I think he's doing it again. Thanks for letting me win. And everything you hated me for, honey, there was so much more - I just didn't get busted. But I'm not looking for an easy way out. This whole life it's been about, try and try and try. And try and try and try to be simple again.

Neutral Milk Hotel - The King of Carrot Flowers Pts. Two & Three: Up and over we go through the wave and undertow. I will float until I learn how to swim, inside my mother in a garbage bin. Until I find myself again again. Up and over we go, mouths open wide and spitting still. And I will spit until I learn how to speak, up through the doorway as the sideboards creak, with them ever proclaiming me.

Bob Dylan - Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door: Mama, put my guns in the ground. I can’t shoot them anymore. That long black cloud is comin’ down. I feel like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door.

Josh Ritter - Lawrence, KS: Some prophecies are self-fulfilling, but I’ve had to work for all of mine. Better times will come to me, God willing, ‘cause I can’t leave this world behind.

Songs: Ohia - Lioness: Want my last look to be the moon in your eyes. Want my heart to break if it must break in your jaws. Want you to lick my blood off your paws. It is for me the eventual truth. It is that look of the lioness, to her man across the Nile.

mewithoutYou - Messes of Men: Caught me making eyes at the other boatman's wives, and heard me laughing louder at the jokes told by their daughters. I'd set my course for land, but you well understand, it takes a steady hand to navigate adulterous waters. The propeller's spinning blades held acquaintance with the waves, as there's mistakes I've made no rowing could outrun. The cloth low on the mast, I say I got no past, I'm nonetheless the librarian and secretary's son. The tarnish on my brass, the mildew on my glass - I'd never want someone so crass as to want someone like me. But a few leagues off the shore, I bit a flashing lure, and I assure you, it was not what I expected it to be! I still tastes its kiss, that dull hook in my lip is a memory as useless as a rod without a reel. To an anchor ever dropped, sea-sick yet still docked, captain spotted napping with his first mate at the wheel. Floating forgetfully along, with no need to be strong, We keep our confessions long, but when we pray we keep it short. I drank a thimble full of fire, I'm not ever coming back...

Songs: Ohia - The Moon Undoes It All: I came here out of common sense, the future enough behind me. And I stay here out of another sense, with the future enough in front of me.

(Bob Dylan/traditional) - Moonshiner: I've been a moonshiner, for seventeen long years. I've spent all my money, on whiskey and beer. I go to some hollow, and sit at my still. And if whiskey don't kill me, then I don't know what will. I go to some bar room, and drink with my friends, where the women can't follow, and see what I spend. God bless them pretty women, I wish they was mine. Their breath is as sweet as, the dew on the vine. Let me eat when I am hungry, let me drink when I am dry. A dollar when I am hard up, religion when I die. The whole world's a bottle, and life's but a dram. When the bottle gets empty, it sure ain't worth a damn.

Led Zeppelin - Night Flight: I received a message from my brother 'cross the water. He sat laughin' as he wrote, “the end's in sight.” So I said goodbye to all my friends and packed my hopes inside a matchbox, 'cause I know it's time to fly. … I just jumped a train that never stops so know somehow they'll know I never finished payin' for my ride. Just n' someone pushed a gun into my hand, tell me I'm the type of man to fight the fight that I'll require.

The Mountain Goats - Old College Try: From the entrance to the exit is longer than it looks from where we stand. I want to say I'm sorry for stuff I haven't done yet; Things will shortly get completely out of hand. I can feel it in the rotten air tonight, in the tips of my fingers, in the skin on my face, in the weak last gasp of the evening's dying light, in the way those eyes I've always loved illuminate this place like a trashcan fire in a prison cell, like the searchlights in the parking lots of hell. I will walk down to the end with you, if you will come all the way down with me.

Emily Haines & the Soft Skeleton - Our Hell: First went wrong is hard to find. We’re paralyzed, we apologize: our hell is a good life. Last went wrong, where’s my prize? Under the lights, can we call it in? We’ll be on the road... Can we stop? When we stop, my back will turn your face toward the fence. ... There’s a pattern in the system. There’s a bullet in the gun. That’s why I tried to save you, but it can’t be done. It can’t be done.

Damien Rice - Prague: Prepare myself for a war, before I even open up my door. Before I even look out, I'm pissing all of my bullets about. ... Prepare myself for a war, and I don't know what I'm doing this for. Trying to let it all go, but how can I when you still don't know. I could wait for you, like that hole in your boot, waiting to be fixed. I could wait for you, but what good would that do but to leave me pricked?

M. Ward - Right in the Head: I hope my little brother puts a call in today. I hope he don’t forget where he came from. I hope he never has to deal with wrongin’ someone. ‘Cause I lived with many ghosts when I was younger, and I will live with many ghosts until I go. I hope he’s right in the head. … And I hope his guardian angel puts a gun in his hand, if ever they get ambushed or pursued. I hope she sticks around ‘til he turns thirty and his dirty tour of duty is done. And though the names will get changed to protect the innocent, he said, “I hope the names will get changed to protect me.”

Sage Francis - Sea Lion: But I took it upon myself to crush it up and distribute the dust. Get in the bus. Hop in the van. Jump in the water. Crawl to the land. Build another castle out of sand. Break it down and then get into the saddle again. I'm going city to city - I'm already lost. Tell the boss who is new in town. I'll ride this horse 'til it it bucks me off and I'm forced to shoot it down. I'll take him out for some gasoline. Trade this cow for some magic beans. Gonna make mom proud of the deals that I made, 'cause I'm just a modern day Johnny Appleseed. ... Let it be, let me be, let me go, nah let me out. My manhood nods and whispers when my father screams and shouts. Dear Dad, I’m sad you’re dead, a new man standing in the pulpit. He bows before a wooden cross and forces praise the culprit. I’m a tenor, in the choir but I sing a different song of how the wheres and whys of now all prove I don’t belong. But I’m staying, I've planted seeds and plan to watch them grow. I've watered all my wishes dreams fulfilled more seeds to sow. And I promise, to learn to love the way I've learned to fear, to unknot all the inhibitions tangled in my hair, o let my ego mound in piles around the barber chair and make a graceful exit from my vexed troubled years.

Sanders Bohlke - Search and Destroy: So I went on my feet, and they came up real quick, and they left me for dead, and I never did forget. And I need my soul, and the sail needs the wind. Cause I get so lost time and again, and away I looked, oh mercy me. Well it just ain’t right you see, oh me. And the lovers did feast and the birds flew away. And I was so mad at the coming of the day. But I will leave the monsters at bay, and we can believe it’s better this way.

Emily Haines - Shrine to Fast Goodbyes: Drinks aside, it's time we tried to stay somewhere. Take my only souvenir, hold it up high, toss it off the roof. If it should break, tell me how it sounds when it lands. Steal time when there isn't enough; turn the wheel, I'm backing it up. Don't feel old, hope I'm backing up. Don't feel old, bloodshot eye, a ringing in the left ear. 1975 ringing in my right ear. Our simple rules failed each other. We're close to used to being wrong. Now it's gone get undressed, feeling hopeless. Work weary world, see no sign of relief. Still I find time to complain of a shortage, while the excess collects at their feet.

Sunset Rubdown - Shut Up, I Am Dreaming of Places Where Lovers Have Wings: “I’ll meet you where the river forks; when everyone else is dead you’ll be safe on the water. We’ll be much younger if we remember. You’re on the distant shore. I stamp my feet down, down, do you hear knuckles on your door? Do you understand what I’m fighting for? Oh, oceans never listen to us anyway. And if I fall into the drink, I will say your name before I sink.

Okkervil River - So Come Back, I Am Waiting: Killing softly and serial, he lifts his head, handsome, horned, magisterial. He’s the smell of the moonlight, wisteria. He’s the thrill of the abecedarian. See the muddy hoofprints where he carried you? And there’s plenty of ways to claim his crimes tonight, and there’s plenty of things to do on his dime. And there’s plenty of ways to wear his hide tonight, you’ve got yours, I’ve got mine. So why, did you flee? Don’t you know you can’t leave his control? Only call all his wild works your own. So come back to your life on the lam. Come back to your old black sheep man. Says, “I’m waiting, on hoof and on hand. I’m waiting, all hated and damned. I’m waiting, I snort and I stamp. I’m waiting, you know that I am, calmly waiting to make you my lamb.”

Pete Bernhard - Straight Line: Small stones are falling once more out of the sky now like rain. I'm outside on the front lawn gettin' beaten black and blue again. Lookin' back now I always preferred, child, my enemies to my friends. It always just seemed logical to have somethin' constant upon which you could depend. If my father was an earthquake, then my mother was a hurricane. Me, I got my hands full, walkin' in a straight line, remembering my own name. I was born when the trees around my home bled fire out into the arms of the sky. The world snapped beneath your feet and everything that was alive had died.

Neutral Milk Hotel - Two-Headed Boy Pt. 2: And when we break, we’ll wait for our miracle. God is a place where some holy spectacle lies. And when we break, we’ll wait for our miracle. God is a place you will wait for the rest of your life.

Sunset Rubdown - Us Ones in Between: And I've heard of pious men, and I've heard of dirty fiends, but you don't often hear of us ones in between. And I've heard of creatures who eat their babies; and I wonder if they stop to think about the taste. I saw the sun go down outside of Arkansas; and I saw the sun come up somewhere in Illinois. And in the darkness, I taught myself to hate. But where were you, oh where were you? And where the fuck did the sun go? And I am a creature, and I am survivin'. And I want to be alone, but I want your body.

Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Warrior: Well, trouble at home, travel the way you say, “The road don’t like me.” Travel it all, travel it all away, “The road’s gonna get on me.” And I’m small. The road’s gonna get on me. Well if it gets it at all, the road’s gonna end on me.

Wintersleep - Weighty Ghost: Are you some kind of medicine man? Cut the demons out of my head. You can’t kill something that’s already dead, just leave my soul alone. I don’t need no surgery - take those knives away from me. Just wanna die in my own body; a ghost just needs a home.

Kings of Leon - Where Is My Mind: With your feet on the air and your head on the ground. Try this trick and spin it, yeah. Your head will collapse, and there’s nothing in it, and you’ll ask yourself.

Margot & the Nuclear So and So's - Whiskey Jingle: I could love you, I could love you, until I go into the ground. The king is back, here I am. And I could love you, I could love you, until I go into the ground.

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club - White Palms: I wouldn't come back if I'd have been Jesus. I'm the kinda guy who leaves the scene of the crime.

Emily Haines & the Soft Skeleton - Winning: I wait and I count the knives don’t have your back. I wait and I count to the last breath we take. What we made doesn’t make sense. What’s a wolf without a pack? Open your chest and take the heart from it. Open your chest... What’s bad, we’ll fix it. What’s wrong, we’ll make it alright. Alright, it’s gone, we’ll find it. Takes so long, we’ve got time, all the time. Some part of you, too small to lose.

Sea Wolf - Winter Windows: The voice crackles when he says that God will save you. He will take you from the lonely life you're living. If you give, if you give, if you give up on what you want. The man stands and pours himself another bourbon. He stops and watches the birds through the winter windows. And the light, and the light from the morning dew. "I thought I love you and our love would be forever. How could I hit you, the only one who ever loved me?" Said the man, said the man to his shadow. This is the world, this is the world we live in. It's not the one I choose but it's the one we're given. This is the world, this is the world we live in, and it's the winter windows that ends become beginnings.

Wolf Parade - You Are a Runner and I Am My Father’s Son: I got a number on me, I got a number. Won’t make it through the high noon sun. I am my father’s son, I am my father’s son. His bed is made. I was a hero, early in the morning. I ain’t no hero, in the night. I’ll build a house inside of you, I’ll go in through the mouth. I’ll draw three figures on your heart. One of them will be me as a boy, one of them will be me. One of them will be me, watching you run. Watching you run, into the high noon sun, watching your run, further than guns will go. You are a runner, with a stolen voice. You are a runner, and I am my father’s son.

Last updated 12-06-10