Music as therapy. Note to self: get over it already.
Songs partly in honor of this phone conversation last night:
K: “Are you listening to Lucero?”
K: “Yeah, it just sounded like someone in pain, so I figured that was it.”
So, mini Lucero round up of the songs I can’t stop listening to this week, even though I should know better by now:
Is That You I Been Kissing? (click to download)
Nights Like These (click to download)
What Else Would You Have Me Be? (click to download)
And a bonus, I-need-to-find-a-better-headspace song: The Hollyfelds – Indesicion (click to download)
My sequins and pearls lie beside one another,
one trashy and flashy, one plastic and fake,
And I, well, I lie, somewhere in the middle
And I’m not sure which direction to take
God only meets me on Sundays (it seems)
The rest of the week I’m on my own
Oh please, someone loose me, from all of these devils
That cling so hard to my soul.
Oh I’m smug and love-struck, shocked and shy,
jealous, bored and overwhelmed.
How much I want to move on from where I am right now,
Trapped within this room with your slow talking, your slow thinking
Trapped within this room with my slow talking, my slow thinking
Trapped within this room with our slow talking, our slow thinking
and our slow beating hearts.
And it’s better I drink, instead of stop to think
Of all the things I don’t think we can be
It’s better to sleep now, and just pretend to dream
before this train comes to hit me.
Okay, I feel better. Now that that’s all out of my system, I better go finish my damn holiday shopping. And maybe do laundry. And eat. Eating would be good.