Realizing that everything Steve McQueen wears is just as cool now as it was in 1968. thinking of rocking my Clark’s tomorrow, although they are more Walter White than McQueen…need to pick up desert boot for that.
it’s alright to tell me what you think about me i won’t try to argue or hold it against you i know that you’re leaving you must have your reasons the season is calling and your pictures are falling down
the steps that i retrace the sad look on your face the timing and structure did you hear he fucked her? a day late a buck short i’m writing the report on losing and failing when i move i’m flailing now
and it’s happened once again i’ll turn to a friend someone that understands sees through the master plan
but everybody’s gone and i’ve been here for too long to face this on my own well i guess this is growing up
and maybe i’ll see you at a movie sneak preview you’ll show up and walk by on the arm of that guy and i’ll smile and you’ll wave we’ll pretend it’s okay the charade, it won’t last when he’s gone i won’t come back
and it’ll happen once again you’ll turn to a friend someone that understands and sees through the master plan
but everybody’s gone and you’ve been there for too long to face this on your own well i guess this is growing up
i’ve been listening to this song for 14 years and this is the first time it made me cry.
So, I was at Thrice/Moving Mountains tonight and I thought to myself “damn, I want Teppei Taranashi in MY band” — and then proceeded to get all Fantasy Football and create a Dan’s Supergroup of right now. Here it goes: