STANDING ON HONEST GROUND


this one goes out to nitya.

Because I've been playing (and learning to play) this song all day, because I've recently traded a few emails about it with my Hindu soulmate (surrogate) little sister, because it's one of the most achingly beautiful and melancholy songs I've ever heard, because I haven't been able to get it out of my head for at least the last eight months, and because it seems like such a perfect fit for this bright, cold, snowy/sunny day at the end of a long and lonely semester...

GONE FOR GOOD
The Shins

Untie me, I've said no vows
The train is getting way too loud
I gotta leave here, my girl
Get on with my lonely life
Just leave the ring on the rail
For the wheels to nullify

Until this turn in my head
I let you stay and you paid no rent
I spent twelve long months on the lam
That's enough sitting on the fence
For the fear of breaking dams

I find a fatal flaw
In the logic of love
And go out of my head

You love a sinking stone
That'll never elope
So get used to the lonesome
Girl, you must atone some
Don't leave me no phone number there
Let it down

It took me all of a year
To put the poison pill to your ear
But now I stand on honest ground, on honest ground
You want to fight for this love
But honey you cannot wrestle a dove
So baby it's clear

You want to jump and dance
But you sat on your hands
And lost your only chance
Go back to your hometown
Get your feet on the ground
And stop floating around

I find a fatal flaw
In the logic of love
And go out of my head

You love a sinking stone
That'll never elope
So get used to the lonesome
Girl, you must atone some
Don't leave me no phone number there
Let it down.

Posted: Sat - December 10, 2005 at 10:48 PM          

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