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November 12, 2004

Music... won't... stop...

I've been singing Postal Service lyrics in my head for the last three days, and it won't stop. Augh!

Maybe when the new U2 album, How to Dismantle an Atomic Bomb, is released this month, that'll cure me of Postal Service... heh heh heh. =)

Smeared black ink... your palms are sweaty
And i'm barely listening to last demands
I'm staring at the asphalt wondering what's buried underneath where i am

I'll wear my badge... a vinyl sticker with big block letters adherent to my chest
That tells your new friends i am a visitor here...
I am not permanent
And the only thing keeping me dry is where i am

You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key explaining that i am just visiting
And i am finally seeing why i was the one worth leaving
- the district sleeps alone tonight by postal service

Posted by brian at November 12, 2004 12:06 PM

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