Lonely Hearts, Clumsy Feet

I have always felt expendable. In friendships, relationships, business ventures I always seem to feel like Im just a place holder. Something to fill a blank until the right answer or person or opinion comes along.

Its one of those deep seeded character flaws that comes wrapped in a bunch of loveliness: jealousy, insecurity, anger, distrust. Its one of those things that you work at forever to never change.

I am always scared of ending up alone. Like my mother, whom I idolize.

But, I am loved, always by one person or another, although sometimes in silence. Given value to through the strengths of my friendships and reassuring words. But still I know ill one day be just me, without anything. and I wonder, one day when he or she or they think back, will my memory still be there?

"I'll see you again, here under the mountains, where it only rains by night, and the sky is so great and reaching, it's always inked with the past dawn or the coming dusk. The stars will be our blanket, but we won't need to sleep. There will be only you, me, and the dust, but really only you."

MP3s
"Curs in the Weeds" - Horse Feathers from House With No Home
"Clumsy" - Our Lady Peace From Clumsy
Coldplay vs. T.I. - What You Know, Scientist? (ELLIOT vs. QUIX) (link has been fixed)
M83 - Kim & Jessie (Montag Remix)