“ Lift the mattress off the floor
Walk the cramps off
Go meander in the cold
Hail to your dark skin
Hiding the fact you’re dead again
Undeneath the power lines seeking shade
Far above our heads are the icy heights that contain all reason

It’s a luscious mix of words and tricks
That let us bet when we know we should fold
On rocks i dreamt of where we’d stepped
And of the whole mess of roads we’re now on. “

-The Shins; “Caring Is Creepy”

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