August 9, 2005

• I’ve re-written this entry a couple times, but the lyrics remain. 
  When i was at the gym tonight,  I ran into an old friend of mine
  from n’western,  who I completely forgot lived in the City. 
  I met up with her once last year at a rotoract meeting,  but our
  busy schedules made us lose touch.  I guess i do know more people
  in this city than I thought I did.  A couple other people at the
  gym looked familiar,  but i’m fairly sure that I didn’t know
  them. 

  Ben Gibbard,  lead singer of Death Cab,  has put together a
  cd which completely speaks to me.  Not just this song,  it
  just seems like the soundtrack to my life right now.  In
  fact,  it’d be nice to be able to pick up my guitar and play this
  song for someone….a hopeless romantic indeed.  I’m enjoying
  being single….but that scary thought remains (way back in a very
  remote part of my mind) of actually finding a girl who appreciates a
  nice guy. 

  “Marching Bands of Manhattan” by Death Cab For Cutie

  
  If I could open my arms
  
  
  and span the length of the isle of Manhattan
  
  
  I’d bring it to where you are
  
  
  making a lake of the East River and Hudson
  

  
  
  
  And if I could open my mouth
  
  
  wide enough for a marching band to march out
  
  
  they would make your name sing
  
  
  and bend through alleys and bounce off all the buildings
  
  
  
  
  I wish we could open our eyes
  
  
  to see in all directions at the same time
  

  Oh what a beautiful view
  
  
  if you were never aware of what was around you
  
  
  And it is true what you say
  
  
  that I live like a hermit in my own head
  
  
  but when the sun shines again
  
  
  I’ll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in
  

  
  
  
  Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
  
  
  just like a faucet that leaks
  and there is comfort in the sound
  
  
  but while you debate half empty or half full
  
  
  it slowly rises
  
  your love is gonna drown

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