"Such Great Heights" - Postal Service
If my happiness (as rare as it is) had a soundtrack, this would be the #1 song on its playlist. I have to smile when I hear it. No matter how terrible I feel, it will always put me in high spirits. I have no idea why. Maybe it's because I haven't attached any solid memory of anyone to it. Just me and my car.
I first heard it while driving on one of the most dangerous freeways in Southern Calfornia, known as the good ol', unpredictable 110. The "beeps" in the intro grew louder as I was going through the underpass of an old, iron bridge. It caught my attention immediately and is now one of my favorite songs to keep me company on the road.
On a mellow day when there's no traffic, hop in your car and drive the narrow strip from Pasadena to downtown, playing this song as loud as you can handle it. It goes with every curve, twist and turn. It's a rush, like a roller coaster ride, but you're in complete control.
Lyrics:
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
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death
When you are 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 won't 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 tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
Now 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 won't 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...
They won't 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...
They won't see us waving from such great
Heights, 'come down now.'
They won't see us waving from such great
Heights, 'come down now.
http://www.elyrics.net/read/p/postal-service-lyrics/such-great-heights-lyrics.html
http://fatlace.com/ladylike/music-monday/music-monday-the-postal-service/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/fotografiar/388069459/
If my happiness (as rare as it is) had a soundtrack, this would be the #1 song on its playlist. I have to smile when I hear it. No matter how terrible I feel, it will always put me in high spirits. I have no idea why. Maybe it's because I haven't attached any solid memory of anyone to it. Just me and my car.
I first heard it while driving on one of the most dangerous freeways in Southern Calfornia, known as the good ol', unpredictable 110. The "beeps" in the intro grew louder as I was going through the underpass of an old, iron bridge. It caught my attention immediately and is now one of my favorite songs to keep me company on the road.
On a mellow day when there's no traffic, hop in your car and drive the narrow strip from Pasadena to downtown, playing this song as loud as you can handle it. It goes with every curve, twist and turn. It's a rush, like a roller coaster ride, but you're in complete control.
Lyrics:
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
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death
When you are 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 won't 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 tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
Now 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 won't 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...
They won't 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...
They won't see us waving from such great
Heights, 'come down now.'
They won't see us waving from such great
Heights, 'come down now.
http://www.elyrics.net/read/p/postal-service-lyrics/such-great-heights-lyrics.html
http://fatlace.com/ladylike/music-monday/music-monday-the-postal-service/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/fotografiar/388069459/
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