Posies - Grant Hart Lyrics
I cant cry, I cant apply a word to sum it upUnder stress I cant repress the moment it eruptsHear the sound of paper drums and shredded paper voiceGot to turn up keep hanging on as if I had a choicePrairie fires and pitchfork choirs inspire as they createTurn it up, its too far down, until we can relateMinnesota new day rising first day in the storeTake the couch at someones house and wait around to scoreNervous children making millions: you owe it all to themPower trios with big-ass deals: you opened for it thenI can see, I can see, I can see it all with my one good eyeFor a start take two grant harts and call me when you die