your middle finger was clutching my thumb through the park and over macdougal. the torches were blazing about our street, just down from the sky. casey stepped with anna off the curb. his shoes are clogs, did you see? did you see? yeah they dipped in that puddle, the one catching green. they were tripping up, slipping around, singing 'rolalita (come out tonight') and oh, oh, oh wanted to pull you down. roll on top of me, baby. yeah, just roll, roll, roll oh. we'll wreck our clothes. we'll scrape our knees. we'll taste the scabs. you, sweet, are worth these next four months until i bail out yeah and kiss behind your ears, drive off in the van. oh my gosh, I think I'm dying in this car seat, where i'll spend through winter. what can you do? i don't know if i can go. what can you do? i don't know, not through with you. what can you do? i don't know if i can go what can you do? i don't know, i'm not through with you.

2. Hold

oh well, you've got me under your spell and i don't think that i'm kidding around. i don't think I can forget you now. i once sat up on my roof, examined the planning of my town. i saw the structured grid and pavement cutting through grass remembered the cold of winter running up the legs of my pants. i picked the nicest lawn and imagined the two of us rolling around down along the ground. i saw myself touch your face and i noticed jets begin to race above our heads. and i pinched my arm, remembered how much you hate me. remembered the fact that i can't see what you need too stupid to be aware of the beauty that you give this place and how shitty this town would seem without you in it. When you aren't around i let the shades fall down to shut out all the sun's light make myself feel all right. what am i doing with my life? oh well, you've got me under your spell and i don't think that i'm kidding around. i don't think I can forget you now. remember the only things we need sometimes are chilly nights and warmer thighs, 'cause nothing's like being held sometimes.

3. Jesse & My Whetstone

to me, the only thing left after a while was that night we watched documentaries up through morning and then you kicked me out. huh you opened up your screen door and threw me off the porch. it was summer then and i drove home whistling (muddy waters) down the pike yeah. and that was that: our one sweet night together. and under highway signs i watched our love start fluttering and dissipating. i counted all the headlights to make sure i was alright. Now i'm wondering is it me or is it me that can't see silver linings? so i sucked it up. i watched you go. i saw my hand not dialing the phone. all i'm left to do is remember the dull room we sat in blue stream light watching the strike of '59. i dreamed of wrecking my underwear. oh can't i touch your cheeks somewhere under dirt filled rainy nights with my socks stuck in the mud? yeah please come dive in puddles with me. our one sweet night together. our one sweet night together. our one sweet night together. and under highway signs i watched our love start fluttering and dissipating. i counted all the headlights to make sure i was alright.

4. Take Our Cars Now!

don't you remember the last time i was speeding down this highway? and anna slept in the back seat, dreaming in the autumn heat. we turned up the country radio. i said, "if you want me just say so." and i slicked back my hair in the wind. and i told you i didn't want my picture taken but you snapped it anyway. now i guess, now i guess you won't have trouble remembering me someday, someday yeah. So I floored it and swerved around the lanes. and i kept wishing it was you instead of me behind the wheel so maybe with my camera i could steal a shot of you and go home to put it in my room. and i told you i didn't want my picture taken but you snapped it anyway. now i guess, now i guess you won't have trouble remembering me someday, someday yeah. maybe you'll never remember me. maybe my face will lose these scars, 'cause sometimes they keep me home at night where i duck under the covers and wince when i see the light. and i told you i didn't want my picture taken but you snapped it anyway. now i guess, now i guess you won't have trouble remembering me someday, someday yeah. yeah.

5. I Melt With You (By Modern English)

moving forward using all my breath making love to you was never second best i saw the world thrashing all around your face never really knowing it was always mesh and lace i'll stop the world and melt with you you've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time there's nothing you and i won't do i'll stop the world and melt with you dream of better lives the kind which never hate dropped in a moment of imaginary grace i made a pilgrimage to save this human race Never comprehending a race that long gone by i'll stop the world and melt with you you've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time there's nothing you and i won't do i'll stop the world and melt with you the future's open wide the future's open wide, let's go! i'll stop the world and melt with you i've seen some changes but it's getting better all the time there's nothing you and i won't do i'll stop the world and melt with you

6. The Way His Collar Falls

leif and i are on the train to new york in car 1399. there's a guy with a quarter in his ear and i've seen leif only once in the past two months. oh his hair is sticking up a little in the front. yeah he's losing it just a bit. when i get home tonight i'll miss him in hampshire. his glasses, the way he writes in purple pen, the way his collar falls to the left. have you seen his ankles lately? i know he's next to me. i feel his sweater here, but when i'm sleeping it's only green sheets and the hair down my legs. i think i'll write leif, when i'm near tuesday, sometime before you go and i'm back on the train. leif and i are on the train to new york in car 1399. there's a guy with a quarter in his ear and i've seen leif only once in the past two months. oh his hair is sticking up a little in the front. yeah he's losing it just a bit. when i get home tonight i'll miss him in hampshire. his hair is sticking up a little in the front. yeah he's losing it just a bit. when i get home tonight i'll miss him.