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Dashboard Confessional I first heard the song...and immediately dismissed it. It simply wasn't my style of music...maybe my sisters; or so I thought at the time. A few days later, I had to burn a music cd and had a bare 3 minutes at the end that I wanted to fill with SOMETHING and so, without even thinking, I tossed in that song without thinking...I'm so glad that I did. I ended up listening to that song more than a few times in the next little while, driving David to and from my house and little by little, it grew on me. From last night to this morning, that one song was set on repeat while I sat on the computer, listening to it over and over and over. I guess that in a way, it obsessed me. This morning, Conan informs me that that song was actually the fourth of a small cycle that tells the brief story of a guy who finds a girl and goes out on a date with her. Of course, I asked for the other three and ever so kindly, he obliged. Because of that, now, this early afternoon, I have FOUR songs repeatedly cycling in my Winamp list instead of just one and oh God do these songs get to me...I HIGHLY suggest finding all four and listening to them in sequence...and to give these songs their due, here they are: For You To Notice I'm starting to fashion an idea in my head Where I would impress you with every single word I said. Would come out insightful or brave or smooth or charming And you'd want to call me. And I would be there every time you'd need me I'd be there every time... But for now I'll look so longingly Waiting... For you to want me, for you need me, for you to notice me... *Repeat all So Impossible So she says "Everyone's going to the party Won't you come if I come with a friend for your friend? I'd be so pleased to see you out of the classroom Wearing the smile that I'll bring you I was hoping to learn a few things like... Do you, do you like dishing the dirt on the whole class And talking the big smack, playing the fool Wearing all of the latest fashions or bucking the new trends Wearing your old threads Or if you like coffee in the evening These are a few things That I'd like to know That I'd like to know." So I say... "I've been scheduled to work but I'll call in And my friend isn't busy, he'd be happy to join me And maybe my friend and your friend will hit it off Or maybe...we will?" I'm dying to know Do you, do you like dreaming of things so impossible or only the practical or ever the wild Or waiting through all your bad, bad days Just to end them with someone you care about Or do you like making out and long drives and brown eyes And guys that just don't quite fit in Yeah do you like them? So yes, I'll see you there... Remember To Breathe She fixes her lips, they always look perfect Never a smudged line, never too much I try on my blue shirt, she told me she liked it She wonders what I'll wear... She knows knows just what she'll wear She always wears blue So sneakers or flip flops? I'm starting to panic! Remember she asked you Remember to breathe And everything will be okay Okay [x2] Alright [x6] Okay... Hands Down Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep This air is blessed you share with me This night is wild, so calm and dull These hearts they race from self control Your legs are smooth as they graze mine We're doing fine, we're doing nothing at all My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me So won't you kill me, so I die happy My heart is yours to fill or burst, to break or bury Or wear as jewelery, whichever you prefer The words are hushed lets not get busted Just lay entwined here undiscovered Safe from the earth and all the stupid questions... "Hey did you get some?" Man, that is so dumb Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear So we can get some. My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me So won't you kill me, so I die happy My heart is yours to fill or burst to break or bury or wear as jewelery, which ever you prefer Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember I'll always remember the sound of the stereo The dim of the soft lights, the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers And the time on the clock when we realized it's so late And the walk that we shared together The street was wet and the gate was locked So I jumped it and let you in And you stood at the door with your hands on my waist And you kissed me, like you meant it And I knew that you meant it That you meant it That you meant it And I knew That you meant it That you meant it |