In honor of things that used to be

Thanks to Elaine for making me aware of these beautiful lyrics. I hope she doesn't mind that I stole them first.

Out of breath and out of cash,
find yourself watching M.A.S.H.,
every night on the couch.
Woman says let's take a drive down south,
roll down the windows and open our mouths
taste where we are and play the music loud.
Stop the car, lay on the grass,
the planet spins and we watch space pass.
Walk a direction, see where we get.
I never knew nothin' so there's nothin' to forget.
Get real drunk and ride our bikes,
there's so much beauty it could make you cry.
Go night swimming, leave our clothes on the ground,
when we get busted we just stand there proud.
If it's the truth, we've all been wrong
make it up and let's move on.
Playing cards we all get to act sly
there's so much beauty it could make you cry.
There's so much beauty it could make you cry.
There's so much beauty it could make you cry.

(courtesy, once again, of Modest Mouse)