Crack The Shutters by Snow Patrol
You cool your bedwarm hands down
On the broken radiator
When you lay them freezing on me
I mumble can you wake me later
But I don't really want you to stop
And you know it so it doesn't stop you
You run your hands from my neck
To my chest
Crack the shutters open wide
I want to bathe you in the light of day
And just watch you as the rays
Tangle up around your face and body
I could sit here for hours
Finding new ways to be awed each minute
'Cause the daylight seems to want you
Just as much as I want you
Its been minutes Its been days,
I remember all I will remember
Happy lost in your hair
And the cold side of the pillow
Your hills and valleys
Are mapped by my intrepid fingers
And in a naked slumber
I dream all this again
I went to school in my father's car today because mine wouldn't start. I try not to drive that car because I get really conscious doing so, like my dad himself is sitting with me whilst I drive. It's awkward but the radio works. It was a shitty morning but the song made it nice.
Now my whole day would have went well had I heard the song without a shitty day to return to. So now you end up pissed tired and feeling like you should feel miserable but actually feel nice and fuzzy inside. Which makes you question your sanity in the short term.
What happens during that is that something in your mind seems out of place and you have no idea what that deficiency feeling is all about. Like you're lacking something or missing it. You can't identify it but you wish you could fix your serotonin levels with a slap to the head. It doesn't work so you tend to enthusiastically take up vague projects that you know you'll never complete. But anything to pass the time. It gets worse and you start getting shifty and your heart beat gets louder and more irregular. Your span of attention has now turned to a crab which scurries away as soon as it spots anything and you beg to God for peace of mind.
Sometimes, all you ever wish for is the Snow Patrol song to go forever. Irony goes well with the metallic taste in your mouth.
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