it's kyle and my last day in room 438, so we've been listening to the definitive cd's of the year in order to reminisce in the manliest way possible....

ester drang - goldenwest and infinite keys
death cab for cutie - transatlanticism
the strokes - room on fire
postal service - give up



i'll be the grapes fermented, bottled and served with the table set in my finest suit
like a perfect gentleman
i'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the ancient brick
where you will sit and contemplate your day

i'll be the waterwings that save you if you start drowning in an open tab
when your judgment's on the brink
i'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite albums back
as your lying there drifting off to sleep…
i'll be the platform shoes and undo what heredities done to you:
you won't have to strain to look into my eyes
i'll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped straight to the throat
with the collar up so you won't catch cold

i want to take you far from the cynics in this town
and kiss you on the mouth
we'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of this scene,
start a brand new colony
where everything will change, we'll give ourselves new names (identities erased)
the sun will heat the ground under our bare feet
in this brand new colony
everything will change, ooo ooo….



if only i could write like ben gibbard.