Myopic Books - American Music Club

one day i left my room

in the evening

it was freezing

the sidewalk shining

but it was ok i wasn’t lonely

i wasn’t no one

i was just hoping

for a bookstore

like the one i prayed for

and the music they play there

would be dinosaur jr and the people who worked there

would be super skinny

and super unfriendly

and that would make me happy

what really kills me is I’m only lonely

when i talk to you

yeah i should have told you

i just cant handle

your endless sorrow

all i wanted from you

was some tomorrow

but its ok

I’ll find a bookstore

and buy Saul Bellow

& one about old ruins

for my mother

you never met her

she liked manhattans

they taste like mouthwash

she understood how

to be alone

all alone

all alone

maybe the worst is over

maybe the worst is over

maybe the worst is over

maybe the worst is over

i left my room

one evening

the sun had just gone down

but the sky still shining

and not even the stars

up in heaven

could throw their ashes

on the blue still burning

over this ugly city

and that makes me happy

and that makes me happy

and that makes me happy

and that makes me happy