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"'Summerland' is over; next track: 'Needle in the Hay'" 2003-03-12 - 3:00 a.m. older - previous - next - profile - host - my band - my lj tonight was interesting ...for lack of a better term I was sitting around contemplating making myself a mini-pizza when I heard a bit of a song that made me horribly depressed so I started to go for a walk the moon was so bright(for a change), and the night was so beautiful and I started thinking of "Summerland" by Everclear and that song always makes me think of Robyn so I hopped in my car, prayed to God that it would start on the first try(and it did!), and snuck out to head down to Robyn's I don't know why I thought it would work, but it seemed like a good idea the whole ride there I was thinking of what I was going to say something clever and sweet and mildly romantic I could say that would make it like one of those scenes from a John Cusack movie like she's always talking about she would sneak out and we'd go get coffee or just drive and maybe we'd keep going set up shop in some little hotel room a few towns over get my disability sent to there who knows but when I got there, I stood outside her window for a while at first I even chickened out and started to leave I should've kept going but I didn't I turned around and went back got up my courage and threw a rock at her window after a few moments and a couple of rocks she opened the window of the next room over at first I thought it was her mom "what're you doing?" my clever opening turned into fumbled apologies and lame explanations she couldn't come out I kind of slithered away in shame and I feel like such an ass I wanted to be sweet "I figured you'd be the only one up" yeah, that's great Brett; make her feel like a last resort asshole of course she didn't want to sneak out with my dumb ass so I got back in my car and went back to the last place I wanted to go home that's why I never want to do anything it's never like the movies with me it's always shame and fumbled apologies I hate myself and want to die Sweet Dreams your hand on his arm the hay stack charm around your neck strung out and thin calling some friend trying to cash some check he's acting dumb that's what you've come to expect needle in the hay needle in the hay needle in the hay needle in the hay he's wearing your clothes head down to toes a reaction to you you say you know what he did but you idiot kid you don't have a clue sometimes they just get caught in the eye you're pulling him through needle in the hay needle in the hay needle in the hay needle in the hay now on the bus nearly touching this dirty retreat falling out 6th and powell a dead sweat in my teeth gonna walk walk walk four more blocks plus the one in my brain down downstairs to the man he's gonna make it all ok i can't be myself i can't beat myself and i don't want to talk i'm taking the cure so i can be quiet whenever i want so leave me alone you ought to be proud that i'm getting good marks needle in the hay needle in the hay needle in the hay needle in the hay -Needle in the Hay Elliot Smith � � |