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Thursday, July 07, 2005

...your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself to help you get by?

"Clark Gable"

"I was waiting for a cross-town train in the London
underground when it struck me
That I've been waiting since birth to find a love
that would look and sound like a movie
So I changed my plans and rented a camera and a van
and then I called you
"I need you to pretend that we are in love again"
and you agreed to

I want so badly to believe that "there is truth,
that love is real"
And I want life in every word to the extent that
it's absurd

I greased the lens and framed the shot using a friend
as my stand-in
The script it called for rain but it was clear that day
so we faked it
The marker snapped and I yelled "quiet on the set" and
then called "action!"
And I kissed you in a style that Clark Gable would have
admired (I thought it classic)

I want so badly to believe that "there is truth,
that love is real
"
And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd

I know you're wise beyond your years, but do you
ever get the fear
That your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself
to help you get by?

That your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself
to help you get by?

That your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself
to help you get by?

That your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself
to help you get by?"

I'm lost right now, I'll find myself later. Maybe the
Postal Service will show me where to send myself away...

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