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Tuesday, October 6, 2009

The World At Large.

Last night I was really feeling the guitar. It's been a while since I was really in the mood to just play some music. SO, I started cruising the internet for tabs to some songs, and one that I came across was Modest Mouse's "The World At Large". I really enjoy playing songs in an acoustic nature that are really anything BUT that. Anyways, while I was working out The World At Large I actually read the lyrics. Modest Mouse is pretty epic at their songwriting, and every time that I listen to their songs there is always a line that jumps out at me -- something pretty profound. It's hard sometimes to catch ALL the lyrics though, and The World At Large is so wonderful that I wanted to share it with the rest of you. Personally, this song touched a spot within me -- change is just have to flow with it and float on.....

Ice-age heat wave, can't complain.
If the world's at large, why should I remain?
Walked away to another plan.
Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand.
I move on to another day, to a whole new town with a whole new way.
Went to the porch to have a thought.
Got to the door and again, I couldn't stop.
You don't know where and you don't know when.
But you still got your words and you got your friends.
Walk along to another day.
Work a little harder, work another way.

Well uh-uh baby I ain't got no plan.
We'll float on maybe would you understand?
Gonna float on maybe would you understand?
Well I'll float on maybe would you understand?

The days get shorter and the nights get cold.
I like the autumn but this place is getting old.
I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast.
It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most.
The day's get longer and the nights smell green.
I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave.

I like songs about drifters - books about the same.
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.
Walked on off to another spot.
I still haven't got anywhere that I want.
Did I want love? Did I need to know?
Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow?

The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
Adding their breeze to the summer nights.
Outside, water like air was great.
I didn't know what I had that day.
Walk a little farther to another plan.
You said that you did, but you didn't understand.

I know that starting over is not what life's all about.
But my thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud.

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