I'm obsessed with this song, by Arab Strap:
You know I've felt like this before
I know you have felt it too
But maybe I don't want to dance
Cause I've not had as much as you
Our lives did not begin
The very moment that we met
I don't want to hold your hand
There is so much that I'll forget
You're no angel from above
You're the last girl I will love
And maybe I'm not very vocal
Cause I've used the words before
And the more they were repeated
The more they were ignored
But the ears my whispers fell on
They weren't deaf, they were bang on
Cause they knew I didn't mean it
I just wanted to hang on
But the world has changed, and how!
And I know I mean it
So let's toast the last romance
But just don't ask me to dance
Maybe I should start believing in past lives because I connect way too much with songs concerning things I've never experienced. But don't go thinking I've gone all Shirley MacLaine on you or anything...
2 comments:
I hate you for making me think of Malcolm again. Now I won't be able to get any work done.
Just a few hours ago I "met" Arab Strap for the first time in my life, thanks to the Pandora project.
This don't ask me to dance .. Aaargh, it's so f****n great, now I will spend the next week searching the web for more songs, no kidding.
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