I’ve been listening to this song just about non-stop. The whole album is good, but this track is special. The lyrics are sort of nebulous, in a way that makes me think of something new every time I hear them.
(I think some of the lyrics are wrong in the video, but I have no idea what the actual words are.)
Miss Freezydog got a new fleece yesterday. It’s a cheapo, but I needed to see how it fit and how it’ll wear, before I order something better quality online. Like, in theory, a large should fit her, but she really needs an XL, because she’s so deep chested. Now I know. This one is okay, though not idea, because the fabric is a little stretchy. Alsotoo, pink. It’s not a great color for redheads.
She also got a new collar. The nylon one she had was still very nice, but because it was braided, it made the fur on her neck lay funny. We’re back to leather, which I prefer.
Once again, something I did inadvertently changed the setting for whether or not commenters must log in. I don’t want people to have to log in, so it was unintentional! It should be fixed now, though an unfortunate side-effect is that comments are now closed on old posts. I have no idea how to fix that, but in terms of cutting down on spam, it’s just as well.
ETA: And more on those creepy purity balls, courtesy of Jackie. I’m all for fathers being active parents (um, that’s their job), but I think this stuff crosses the line into fetish.
Miss Freezydog got a new sweater yesterday. It’s a cheapo fleece, but I needed to see how it fit and how it’ll wear, before I order something better quality online. Like, in theory, a large should fit her, but she really needs an XL, because she’s so deep chested. Now I know. This one is okay, though not idea, because the fabric is a little stretchy. Alsotoo, pink. We are not a fan.
She also got a new collar. The nylon one she had was still very nice, but because it was braided, it made the fur on her neck lay funny. We’re back to leather, which I prefer.
I’ve been listening to this song just about non-stop. The whole album is good, but this track is special. The lyrics are sort of nebulous, in a way that makes me think of something new every time I hear them.
One thing I’ll say for the less travelled way
Doesn’t have subtlety
Has twice the gravity
Get in and go and you’re one with the now
Turns inconsistently
Arcs in a symphony
Make your mind sharp and aware of the holes
Fall through them steadily
Slip through them readily
Watch your watch spiraling out of control
It’s beyond all that anyway
Time is dead anyway
Passenger song on the dark radio
Wheel’s in your other hand
And home’s in your other mind
Lights on the screen and then shut by the door
Voice their inner frames
The eyes which are all the same
Follow the path until it falls away
Hurry it’s dangerous
Some say it’s glamorous
Charge through the past and the future and now
Come to it sparingly
With what you are carrying
Notes on the pages and notes in the bars
Cheers and we thought it scars
It might make you see the stars
Show me and told me then show me to bed
Collapsing anyway
The edge is starting to fray
Oh right, you are right, you are right, you are right
Left from the interstate
‘Cause you can hardly wait
One thing I’ll say for the less travelled way
Doesn’t have subtlety
Has twice the gravity
red paper boat 