when i'm feeling down, he makes me smile....

i had a bit of a mood dip earlier this evening, not for any reason in particular. but when wes got home from work, he made me feel better just by being here. making me laugh. i read a blog entry (that of my dear wonderful bethany) touching on the subject of the song of she and her mate. so i thought i would post ours.

although wes and i share a mutual enthusiasm for everything pixies, it would be quite odd if i said "our song" was "hey" by the pixies, as it is about whores and the many other harshly UN-romantical things that all pixies songs are about. so while that is the music we listen to (i suppose we are quite edgy like that;) that is of course not "our song." and with mention of this topic, wes INSISTS that our song is in fact "baby got back." there he goes again with the making me laugh thing. i can remember listening to our [mutually agreed upon] song with him the first few times. it never had meaning to me before wes.

here is our song:

"I Will Follow You Into The Dark"
by Death Cab for Cutie

"Love of mine
Someday you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light
Or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark

If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
And illuminate the "No"s
On their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

In catholic school
As vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised
By a lady in black
And I held my tongue
As she told me, "Son,
Fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back

If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
And illuminate the "No"s
On their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

You and me
Have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes
Are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
But it's nothing to cry about
Because we'll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms

If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
And illuminate the "No"s
On their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark "