leavenworth, wa. this is what i love most about being home in washington. can't you tell from looking at this picture how it smells? the evergreens, the snow, the day. you don't get that walking through new york streets.
listening to, how i'm feeling :
ANDREW BIRD, lull
Being alone
It can be quite romantic
Like Jacques Cousteau
Underneath the atlantic
A fantastic voyage
To parts unknown
Going to depths were the suns never shown
And I fasinate myself
When I'm alone
So I go a little overboard
But hang onto the hull
While I'm airbrushing fantasy art on my life
That's really kinda dull
Oh, I'm in a lull
I'm all for moderation
But somtimes it seems
Moderation itself can be kind of extreme
So I join the congregation
Join the softball team
I went in for my conformation
Where incense looks like steam
I start conjugating proverbs
Where there once were nouns
This whole damn rhyme scheme's
Starting to get me down...
Oh, I'm in a lullI'm in a lull
I'm rambling on rather self consciously
While I'm stirring these condements into my tea
And I'm so lame
I bet I think this song is about me
Don't I, don't I, don't I, I'm in a lull