As connected to everything

[debs]

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks, and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

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[belle-fureur.livejournal.com]

I like that. A lot.

[shoelacedreamer.livejournal.com]

So do I. Unfortunately, it's not mine. It's the final chorus from Marching Bands of Manhattan by Death Cab for Cutie (http://www.yousendit.com/transfer.php?action=download&ufid=1AD8E344289EF6DE). It popped up on my iPod this afternoon, and I was like "yeah. YEAH. OMG YEAH." My iPod has psychic!me! connection. And that's why I'm going to marry it.