Divided.

Sprawling on the fringes of the city;

in geometric order,

an insulated border.

In between the bright lights

and the far unlit unknown:

Growing up it; all seems so one-sided.

Opinions all provided;

the future pre-decided;

detached and subdivided

in the mass production zone.

Nowhere is the dreamer or the misfit so alone.

- Rush, "Subdivisions"

In the Aeroplane Over the Sea- Neutral Milk Hotel

And one day we will die...

...and our ashes will fly... 

...from the aeroplane over the sea.

But for now we are young, let us lay in the sun,

And count every beautiful thing we can see.

Collision

4.9.09

"When I wake up to find
that all I've done is unkind-
all you're going to feel

is untied."

-Rachael Yamagata
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