Sep 15 2007

Friday Night Heartbreak Song

So, for anyone who wants to have a beautiful song added to their lives, here is “Woke Up New” by The Mountain Goats.

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On the morning when I woke up without you for the first time
I felt free and I felt lonely and I felt scared
And I began to talk to myself almost immediately
Not being used to being the only person there

The first time I made coffee for just myself, I made too much of it
But I drank it all just cause you hate it when I let things go to waste
And I wandered through the house like a little boy lost in the mall
And an astronaut could’ve seen the hunger in my eyes from space

And I sang
Oh, What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?
What do I do without you?

On the morning when I woke up without you for the first time
I was cold so I put on a sweater and I turned up the heat
And the walls began to close in and I felt so sad and frightened
I practically ran from the living room out into the street

And the wind began to blow and the trees began to pant
And the world in its cold way started coming alive
And I stood there like a buisness man waiting for the train
And I got ready for the future to arrive

And I sang
Oh, What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?
What do I do without you?

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    • Jay Elias on September 15, 2007 at 02:38
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    …I figure I’ll try to do a bit of music-blogging here, if no one objects.

    This is an amazing song, I assure you.

  4. … I’ll try it:

    • robodd on September 15, 2007 at 02:55
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  6. There was a weird comment with tons of code that was ending the page.

    I deleted it.

    I have censored DD.

    You may now lynch me. I prefer 3/4 inch hemp.

    Btw…if I can summon the attention and maintain concentration….I plan on trying to post Funkalicious Friday: Bring out yer Dead, soon!

  7. To publish a youtube…

    Simply copy and paste the code in the “EMBED” box to the right of the Vid into a comment!

  8. about 3 days after i’d wandered in due to the call that my daughter’d been in an accident…and marvelling that the world had indeed kept about its business in that interim.  i remember that for months after her accident, i still referred to things in the past as if it were the day of the accident.  she hadnt spoken in 6 months, yet i’d find myself saying ‘rose just told me last month…’ when i was referring to the month before the accident.  this song really sums up what that kind of schism feels like.

    and it doesnt seem like anyone objects to music blogging…

  9. This is more of an instrumental heart break.

  10. I met you on a midway at a fair last year.
    And you stood out like a ruby in a black man’s ear.
    You were playing on the horses, you were playing on the guitar strings.
    You were playing like a devil wearing wings.
    Wearing wings
    You looked so grand
    Wearing wings.
    Do you tape them to your shoulders just to sing?
    Can you fly?
    I heard you can.
    Can you fly?
    Like an eagle doin’ your hunting from the sky.

    I followed with the sideshows to another town.
    And I found you in a trailer on the camping grounds.
    You were betting on some lover, you were shaking up the dice.
    And I thought I saw you cheating once or twice.
    Once or twice I heard your bid
    Once or twice.
    Were you wondering was the gamble worth the price?
    Packed it in.
    I heard you did.
    Packed it in.
    Was it hard to fold a hand you knew could win?

    So lately you’ve been hiding, it was somewhere in the news.
    And I’m still at these races with my ticket stubs and my blues.
    And a voice calls out the numbers, and it sometimes mentions mine.
    And I feel like I’ve been working overtime.
    Over time I’ve lost my fire.
    Over time.
    Always playin’ one more hand for one more dime.
    Slowin’ down
    I’m gettin’ tired.
    Slowin’ down.
    And I envy you the valley that you’ve found.
    ‘Cause I’m midway down the midway
    Slowin’ down, down, down, down.

      • Jay Elias on September 15, 2007 at 02:50
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      …but I’ll edit if someone will tell me.

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