Home in bed with a cold today, this song matches the way my body feels more than it matches the state of my heart.
It's a beauty though, so I thought I'd share it. The lyrics are all pretty memorable, but I think the beginning of the song, in its simplicity, is my favorite part:
I drink good coffee every morning
Comes from a place that's far away
And when I'm done I feel like talking
Without you here there is less to say
I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
What is closer to the truth is
That if I lived till I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you...
You might remember it from the movie Garden State, one of my faves.
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Thursday, September 9, 2010
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