flowers for my brain

It has come to my attention that 99.9 percent of the music on my ipod is more than 2 years old.  Crazy how I used to be SO obsessed with finding new music.  I used to download fifty songs a day .  The first thing I talked about with anyone I met was music.  I fell for guys based on what music they liked.  I'm not sure how I feel about that.  Something that was the most important thing in the world to me is now a footnote. odd.  In other news I feel better. 

best lyrics in the world

We're just whistling past the graveyard
Laughing in backseats and restaurants
Don't know ourselves well but so what
We know each other

Floating down from all my mixed up meditations
Trying to straighten out my spine
It's been folding in the moments that I need it
I'm obsessing over finish lines
Asked you why you're smiling every time you see me
Said I remind you of a joke
I think you might actually me on to something
There's no point in trying to take ourselves so seriously

We're swaying in subconscious subways so insane
But your thoughts still bring flowers for my brain
And I still pull my hands past your ribcage
Hoping my movements might find their place at your side
For as long as you'd like
And we will weave in and out of sanity unnoticed
Swirling in blissfully restless visions of all our bleary progress
Glowing in radiant madness
Certain of all we're become

Now we're sneaking out the backdoor of our American minds
Gonna leave a couple hundred years of bad tradition behind
Done with swimming in the sea of agitated animal doubt
Gonna make up out own meanings till the final blackout [x2]