I'm positive positive positive it's simpler. If I had the means I would track back and remember to call my best friend, I would let the cat out and forget about her, I would spend some more time in the basement of a building long torn down now learning the harmonies to 2:45 A.M.. Still, it means less now because last year I had music distinctively its own and this year I don't. So I rummage through and find these songs. They leave me both full and empty because I can't feed myself like I was fifteen in love, or like I was tearing down unknowable streets away from the voice across the phone (oh I cradled in the palm of my hand).
2:45 A.M. - Elliott Smith
Eyes - Rogue Wave
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