No boss ever pays you to lay there

...and think how you'll die.


Not ready yet

there's a world outside
and I know 'cause I've heard talk
in my sweetest dream
I would go out for a walk

but I don't think I'm ready yet
I'm not feeling up to it now
just not that steady yet
and I don't need you telling me how

there's some happiness
and my stone face cracks again
maybe sometime sooner or later

but I don't think I'm ready yet
I'm not feeling up to it now
just not that steady yet
and I don't need you telling me how

so if I leave my room
don't you tell me to lighten up
maybe sometime sooner or later

but I don't think I'm ready yet
I'm not feeling up to it now
just not that steady yet
and I don't need you telling me how

(Eels)




"People don't know how to love. They bite rather than kiss. They slap rather than stroke. Maybe it's because they recognize how easy it is for love to go bad, to become suddenly impossible... unworkable, an exercise of futility. So they avoid it and seek solace in angst, and fear, and aggression, which are always there and readily available. Or maybe sometimes... they just don't have all the facts. "




"Anger and resentment can stop you in your tracks. That's what I know now. It needs nothing to burn but the air and the life that it swallows and smothers. It's real, though - the fury, even when it isn't. It can change you... turn you... mold you and shape you into something you're not. The only upside to anger, then... is the person you become. Hopefully someone that wakes up one day and realizes they're not afraid to take the journey, someone that knows that the truth is, at best, a partially told story. That anger, like growth, comes in spurts and fits, and in its wake, leaves a new chance at acceptance, and the promise of calm. Then again, what do I know? I'm only a child"

(The upside of anger)




Somebody loves you


woke up with a bang
and a bug on your face
it crawled in your mouth
and gave you a taste of the good life you left behind
but i think you're gonna be fine

somebody loves you
and you're gonna make it through

this nagging malaise
is more than a phase
it feels like a job
but no boss ever pays you to lay there
and think how you'll die
while the tears start to well in your eyes

somebody loves you
and you're gonna make it through

one more saturday
all alone through the night
you've got to be sure
when you turn out that light
that it's going to turn on again
you've got to be your good friend

somebody loves you
and you're gonna make it through

(Eels)