Come! Come! And we shall make a night of it.
The Postal Service - Such great Heights
This song makes me cry every time I hear it because it reminds me of people I miss (one person in particular, GHEY). Not sure if I posted the lyrics to this before, but I shall do so again because it fits my mood absolutely 100% currentlee.
Katherine was playing it in the morning after Quinneyfest when everybody was huddling round what was left of the bonfire, being cold, and chilling out after the night before. So when I heard it floating over from the other side of the bonfire ashes I felt so damn good because, y'know, it didn't matter that I'd been sitting in a pile of ash for the past four hours freezing my ass off, hadn't had any sleep, was becoming progressively more sober and naming one-hit wonders with Joe. I just knew that I'd had an amazing evening and now everything was crisp and quiet and almost fresh, and the song made me think of certain mateys of mine - and it was one of those incredible moments, where everything makes sense.
And that was the last time that I heard this song. Explanation over, kudos if you actually read that.
I am thinking it's a sign
That the freckles in our eyes
Are mirror images and
When we kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate
That God himself did make us into
Corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces
From the clay
And true, it may seem like a stretch
But it's thoughts like this
That catch my troubled head
When you're away, when I am missing you to death
When you were out there on the road
For several weeks of shows
And when you scan the radio
I hope this song will guide you home
They will see us waving from such great heights
"Come down now," they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
"Come down now," but we'll stay
I've tried my best to leave
This all on your machine
But the persistent beat
Sounded thin upon listening
That frankly will not fly
You will hear the shrillest highs
And lowest lows with the windows down
When this is guiding you home
They will see us waving from such great heights
"Come down now," they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
"Come down now," but we'll stay
