It is intensely sad, so it fit well with my day. Later that week, another friend would give me a Tahiti 80 CD, which is all sunlight and fun, sung in English by French people, and was probably better for me. But that first day, the Wrens were perfect.
Ten tons against me and you've gone.The morning, a month later, we got back together, I played him both CDs. Eventually, I bought him Meadowlands.
I put your favorite records on
and sit around.
It spins around,
and you're around again.
Struck dumb while drugs run at how high reeds
cue every memory at half speeds.
Something about the sound of these guys with day jobs from New Jersey makes me happy and sad at the same time, and nostalgic for things that never happened to me.