Such Great Heights - Ben Folds
originally by The Postal Service
(posted by sometimesagreatnotion)i always forget how much i love this til i listen to it again!
Watch me cut wood and build a home from branches.
Hopeless romantic I am, hopeless romantic I will always be.
Im addicted to ideals. Ideals stem from some sort of truth that they existed at one time, under ideal conditions. I hope you are following. What I am saying is I am on a mission to create ideal circumstances to allow the kind of blessings God sees fit, and the kind of perfect life I am searching for. Not the white picket fence, or the fancy car…but some small casita on an island with my best friend and lover. Anyway, thats whats on my mind. Romance. The kind in old movies. Chivalry, is it dead? Where all the gentlemen at? Actually, I met a girl who I really like. Who wouldve knew?Maybe I can get that picket fence with a blonde babe who enjoys cuddles and animals as much as I do.
Im listening to Placebo and Counting Crows. Why is 90’s grunge so appropriate when evaluating yourself at a cross roads? How about bittersweet symphony? Shit that song is incredible.
I fly to montreal in one day for just a month. I hope I can tie all loose ends while Im there.
2010 is going to be the year.
