The Downlow

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austin, texas, United States
aspiring writer, English and journalism student, hails from Texas. likes include writing, coffee, books, whisky and people.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

the dashboard melted

Well it would've been, could've been worse than you would ever know,
oh the dashboard melted, but we still have the radio.
Oh it should've been, could've been worse than you would ever know,
well you told me about nowhere, well it sounds like someplace i'd like to go.
Oh it could've been, should've been worse than you would ever know,
well the windshield was broken, but I love the fresh air, you know.
Oh it would've been, could've been worse than you would ever know,

oh we talked about nothing which was more than I wanted you to know.

Oh it would've been, could've been worse than it had even gone,

well the car was on blocks, but I was already where I want,
it was impossible, we ran it good, we ran it good!
Why should we ever even ever really even get to know?
Oh if the world don't like us it'll shake us just like we were a cold, 
now here we go.

Well we scheme and we scheme but we always blow it,
we've yet to crash, but we still might as well tow it.
Standing at a light switch to each east and west horizon,
every dawn you're surprising, and in the evening one's consoling,
saying "See it wasn't quite as bad as,"
well it would've been, could've been worse than you would ever know.
I was patiently erasing and recording the wrong episodes
After you had proved my point wrong,
It wasn't like I'd let it go. I just wanted to catch the last laugh of this show.

Hard-wired to conceive, so much we'd have to stow it
Even needs have needs, tiny giants made of tinier giants.
Don't wear eyelids so I don't miss the last laugh of this show.

Oh it would've been, could've been worse than you would ever know.



-Modest Mouse


Love,
Loch.

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