Friday, April 06, 2007


Something must have happened to both of us
Something must have happened
Something always does
Something must have told you “burn the bridges then the mast”
Something always told you to do it
I lived low enough so the moon wouldn’t waste its light on me
What’s left in this life that would do the same for me
Something must have only loved one of us
To say “Get out, get out, get out
Get out, while there’s still something left of us
Get out, get out, get out”

Jason Molina - Get out get out get out