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Jul 01, 2010 17:28

destiny, fate, all those silly words regarding any thing being predetermined have never tasted like any thing but shit in my mouth. but recently while packing i found lifted (or, the story is in the soil, keep your ear to the ground) by bright eyes. my initial reaction to this CD when i was in high school was that "lover i don't have to love" was the only song that wasn't a piece of trash. i was unimpressed by the hopeful lyrics, for i had originally fallen in love with the bleakness of conor oberst's earlier work.

upon touching the jewel case i had a flashback of timmy and dustin at poboys listening to "bowl of oranges" in the kitchen. looking at them, two crusty bmx punks, incredulous, i said, "you two are listening to bright eyes?" timmy gave me a hardened blank look and said, "yeh. this album is fuckin' awesome."

i played it while driving out to my parents' house. tears involuntarily burned tracks down my face as the second song played:

/ i've sat too long in my silence / i've grown too old in my pain / to shed this skin, be born again / it starts with an ending / so thank you friends for the times we shared / my love stays with you like sunlight and air / oh, i truly wish i could keep hanging around here / my joy is covering me / soon i will disappear /

i cried and cried. i cried so hard i started laughing. it couldn't have been more appropriate in my life right now. by the end of the song i was purified. the sun had finally uncovered its face after this endless monsoon and i finally felt a smile that was only for me and no one else.
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