Seattle

Thank you to The Classic Crime, whose lyrics are in the italics and help me explain my own Seattle ... I looked up the lyrics to "Seattle" and this is what I got. I've heard this song once before, just barely, and I really like it {just like Seattle himself}.

My real estate

My life is dull

And dried up like the sound

A voice makes when the heart grows cold

And it's going that way

I think I'll move out of state

Somewhere far from Seattle city lights

They burn my eyes

California sounds nice but California's a lie

Maybe I'm out of luck or maybe I'm just blind

All this time

Before Seattle, there were a lot of mistakes. Like when I made the mistake of liking someone I thought was cute. Turns out he was a jerk, an idiot, and ugly. I didn't have good judgement then, but that didn't happen again. There were other mistakes too, like when I decided I liked the same guy Vanessa did. That's happened twice now. Both haven't turned out good. For me.

So this summer I was sitting there feeling a little dried up. It's not like I can date, and I think that's stupid at my age, but it's a little disappointing that everyone you even smile at ends up smiling at someone else.

Rain on my hopes

Rain on my soul

Rain on everything that I know

It feels so ludicrous

The pursuit of this dream

We thought we'd be there long ago

But hey. The meaning of this song is different for me, right? I happen to like Seattle, even though I've never been there. I like a guy named Seattle. And I love the rain.

My life is like a rolling river

So muddy and absurd

And although I might be mistaken

I know that I'll be heard

And I find the second I try to pull away

I'm thrown back in line

All this time

This is definitely my life. All those twists and turns and times that I'm drowning all alone 'cause I don't allow anybody else to sail in me for fear that I'll tip them over too. But Seattle's like that. Involuntary. And amazing.

Rain on my hopes

Rain on my soul

Rain on everything that I know

It feels so ludicrous

The pursuit of this dream

We thought we'd be there long ago

Rain on my hopes

Rain on my soul

Rain on everything that I know

It feels so ludicrous

The pursuit of this dream

We thought we'd be there long ago

And we are looking for the same thing, the same thing

Seattle is calling me back home, back home

Oh, Seattle, who symbolizes that sometimes there are things worth living for. Mysteries that are better unsolved, guys you look for in the hallway just so you can see them and who pass by you in the hallway and smile and say hi to you and then it's stupid that you can't react fast enough. The muddy river of my life causes me to be slow. But I still love the rain.

Rain on my hopes

Rain on my soul

Rain on everything that I know

It feels so ludicrous

The pursuit of this dream

We thought we'd be there long ago

Rain on my hopes

Rain on my soul

Rain on everything that I know

It feels so ludicrous

The pursuit of this dream

We thought we'd be there long ago

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa