Sunday, December 18, 2011

'steadier footing'
by death cab for cutie



it's gotten late and now i want to be alone
all of our friends were here, they all have gone home
and here i sit on the front porch
watching the drunks stumble forth into the night
"you gave me a heart attack, i did not see you there.
i thought you had disappeared so early away from here."
and this is the chance i never got to make a move
but we just talk about the people we've met in the last five years
and will we remember them in ten more?
i let you bum a smoke, you quit this winter past
i've tried twice before, but like this, it just will not last

da-da-dum da-da-dum da-da-dun-dum

—



last night sonia and i came to a fairly reasonable conclusion that we could potentially listen to 'steadier footing' repeatedly for a really long time and not once get sick of it. 11 lines of pure brilliance. a few chords. one message. an entire spectrum of emotions that are terrible, nostalgic, hopeful, overwhelming, beautiful, etc. via your own discretion or 'status of being'.

the impetus of life is not love—it is understanding the basic fundamentals of love. what you love is who you are and who you are, is not unhappy. never compromise. it is okay and may i add , important, to have standards. never let anyone or anything break the wall of morals, values, principles and love that you have built around yourself with your bare hands. you are worth as much as you give yourself.

sonia is immensely sensible and sure and intelligent, sometimes i feel inadequately feeble in character in comparison. i hope you know how significant your existence is in my life. i am grateful for your greater perspectives, for keeping me grounded, for telling the truth, for having faith in me, for investing time and care and love into our friendship. one day you will change people's lives by listening and talking to them. like you have already done for some of us. for me. 'you, me, and five bucks'. always.

she's taught me, and now i live by, three words: 'don't not know'
simple—yet relevant to all reveries and resolute.

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