brand new, again

Well I wrote your name and burned it
to see the color of the flame,
and it burned out the whole spectrum
as if you were everything.
mine just burned gold,
a normal flame. I am not anything,
and all that I remember
is the feeling of waking up
when we were kids,
you were the sun to which my eyes would not adjust.
when we were kids,
I was a fountain and you could never drink enough.
then came all the boys who swept you away,
you were careless with your heart
and every night there was a new girl
sitting beside me in my car.
something dies when you grow older,
but you do the best you can.
I am glad,
I am glad, you found a good man

This week I found a cd of all the Brand new unreleased tracks I made when they came out way back in January or whatever. Whenever it gets to this track, I get a very strange feeling. I want to stop driving so I can just concentrate on the words. I don't really know why, but I don't mind it, because the cd is so good. I should really pick up thier actual cd, you know, support the artist and all that. Maybe if they come to Toronto for a concert again I'll go to that and get it there. Double-plus awesome.

Anyways, back to work. I want to stay busy so that this day goes by pretty fast, because I really just want to be home, in a shower or bed or something. I kind of missed out on the weekend, but I don't mind because I actually feel accomplished. Big ups to that.