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Monday, July 27, 2009

She's My Ride Home, Blue October.

I'm not entirely sure what this song means. It's kind of morbid, but also makes me want to be in love. If you've not heard it drop everything you're doing and go find it now! 18th Floor Balcony is also a good one to listen to by these guys...just saying.

We talked
Together sharpening a knife
Like killing partners for a life
Hey, we can hide the bodies on the ride home
Now here we are
We're licking skin to wipe us clean
Strike a match, pour gasoline
Ditch the scene and watch the city burn
Asleep my lap will be a pillow steering-wheel turn

We drive
To leave the past and clear the mind
To watch the sunset at its time
I swear you're fine, I'm your ride home
Now close your eyes
It's getting dark and the highway's clear
No sign of life from front to rear
It's just you, my dear, on the ride home
We're going home

I'll be reaching for the stars with you, honey
Who cares no one else believes
So I set fire to everyone around but you
I told you, I told you we'd do it
So ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Yeah, we won

We talked
Together sharpening a knife
Like killing partners for a life
Hey, we can hide the bodies on the ride home
Cause we're going home

1 comment:

Jacki Lee said...

pretty morbid... dont you mean super morbid...